I’m writing this in a dark room – the lights are off because I’m hiding from my 5-year old. She had an afternoon nap…a power nap at the worst possible time…which means she’s full of energy now. Nobody else shares that verve, so she’s alone. She wandered in here – looking for attention – and I feigned sleep, because the second she sees me awake, she’ll want to play. Or eat (she does that a lot). Or make some or other demand. Which I’m usually happy to oblige…but not at this hour. Not when all I want is some time to reflect and write. … More The puzzle: birthday reflections from a tired soul