It's early summer now. The days are long. The light lasts past dinner. There's this shift happening. Maybe you're noticing it. The world feels a little slower. A little warmer. Like everything's taking a breath. People are talking about vacations. Making plans. Thinking about time off that's still weeks away. And Sundays in June have this specific energy. They feel generous. Like you've got more hours than usual. Like you could do something or do nothing and both would be fine.