Two Cups: The Fog Is The Canvas.

The fog is not the enemy. The fog is the canvas.

Most stories about changing your life are told from the far side — after it worked out, by someone who already knows it did. This one is told from inside the uncertainty, while the summit is still lost in cloud.

It's a book about the morning after the brave decision: the empty calendar, the title surrendered, the question of who you are when the thing that named you is gone. About a father who walked into his own fog decades earlier and came out a teacher. About the daily practice that rebuilds a person from nothing — slowly, by subtraction.

A reinvention memoir written in the fog rather than after it.

The kettle is on. There are two cups. The second one is yours.