Ninety days. If I commit to practicing at least twenty minutes a day, as Alan did, I bet I could learn Book of Leaves in ninety days. Or so. Ish.
Ninety is a good number. It’s a season. You can change your life in a season.
And even if I can’t do it in ninety days, so what?
Here’s a poem by Nayyirah Waheed that Christina Tran shared with me today:
take your time.
you are coming