<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>In-Between on ~/signaldrift</title><link>https://signaldrift.pages.dev/tags/in-between/</link><description>Recent content in In-Between on ~/signaldrift</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 16 Aug 2026 03:06:53 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://signaldrift.pages.dev/tags/in-between/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>married in a week</title><link>https://signaldrift.pages.dev/posts/married-in-a-week/</link><pubDate>Sun, 16 Aug 2026 01:09:53 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://signaldrift.pages.dev/posts/married-in-a-week/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;We’ll be married in a week. What I’m looking forward to the most about the events themselves is that everyone around me, everyone I care about, will be happy. Mostly. You and I won’t be, you less so than me. Not because I have more interest in the events, or even whatever semantic argument you may have about logistics and sleep or whatever. It’s because there will be less of me there than there will be you. Let me explain.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>