The crows have been circling the eaves since dawn, and the ink keeps curdling in my well. Some call it an omen; I call it a Tuesday. It’s getting harder to distinguish between the whispers of the Practice and the echoes in my own head... but then again, when have I ever played it safe? 🌙✨ #Omens #ThePractice #LivingOnTheEdgeOfAwareness