Aurora There is a particular, unfamiliar strangeness to the return of ordinary life after months of sustained crisis—the way a Tuesday afternoon spent grocery shopping can feel almost disorienting in its complete lack of drama, the way an entire week can pass without a single security briefing, a single strategy session around the dining table, a single moment of genuine fear. I found myself standing in the cereal aisle one afternoon, list in hand, suddenly and inexplicably close to tears simply because nothing about the moment required vigilance, because I could stand there comparing granola brands without a single thought toward exit routes or unfamiliar faces. I found myself, that autumn, relearning the particular rhythms of an unremarkable life, and discovering, somewhat to my own surprise, how much genuine effort it required. Ordinary, I was learning, was not the passive default state I'd once assumed it to be. It was something you had to actively practice, actively permit you
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