I popped downstairs after my work day, stepping off a thoughtful call with a colleague, and a great podcast recording slot before that. My head full of notions and ideas, I was —

RAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHR

It was like a train-on-fire screamed past me at the bottom of the stairs. A backdraft of family energy like a dragon's mouth.

Whoa. I stepped back. I recalculate…