Saturday was the first day I missed this daily writing practice.

It’s something I’ve had a continual challenge with over the past few years: regularly scheduled interrupted flows of rituals.

Weekends are something that came out of the labor movement—in the United States, conceptually began in the 1800s, but didn’t become law until 1938 with the Fair Labor Standards Act.1

I want to honor weekends, and those times of rest, but I lose my ritual of writing.