<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Noticing on Own The Leap</title><link>https://owntheleap.com/tags/noticing/</link><description>Recent content in Noticing on Own The Leap</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Wed, 09 Sep 2026 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://owntheleap.com/tags/noticing/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>What Almost Feels Like</title><link>https://owntheleap.com/posts/what-almost-feels-like/</link><pubDate>Wed, 09 Sep 2026 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://owntheleap.com/posts/what-almost-feels-like/</guid><description>&lt;p>Ten days.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>I finished the fourth account this afternoon. One left. The brief is due Friday, which gives me two days, which is exactly the right amount of time and also, inexplicably, feels like both too much and not enough.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>The fourth account was a nine-year relationship. Not mine for all nine of them, but I inherited it four years in and kept it clean for the five after that. I wrote the handoff in forty-five minutes. That is not a comment on the account. It is a comment on what you know about something after five years of paying close attention. The summary is tighter when you can actually see the shape of the thing you&amp;rsquo;re summarizing.&lt;/p></description></item></channel></rss>