I’m sitting in the Camden Public Library with my husband. It’s really the loveliest library I’ve ever been in. A large window overlooks the perfect New England harbor. There’s a stately fireplace on the other end; art, comfy chairs, chandeliers…I could go on.

It’s the first time my husband and I have stopped since we landed in Boston five days ago. We’ve criss-crossed the Vermont New Hampshire border too many times to count; we’ve been in the car so long the car looks likes like we’re actually living in it.

This stillness is deserved. It is relished.

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