Hailey, ID
February 23, 2022
Outside it’s cold, and quiet. A fresh layer of soft snow fell overnight. Under a clear sky, a cloak of angelic white covers the idyllic terrain. I half expect a team of Clydesdales to prance across this pristine scene.
It’s early in Idaho. As the sun rises, the son’s still set.
Teen sleep cycles keep seventeen year-olds awake we…
