Ten.Five Hundred & Ninety-Seven
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I wanted to get back to the dream. I couldn’t make my way back. I wanted to see the face again.
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Steel cut oats.
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But if this truck gets in front of me it’s going to add 4 more minutes to my commute.
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The New Yorker Podcast. I keep thinking of Tracy K. Smith’s words.
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We both look at one another at the same time. But I decide that I don’t want to let him in front of me. Oh. Yes. Now I understand how people get petty on the freeway.
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There’s still snow on the mountains. What is the name of the range that runs east to west? I always have questions. Snow and green hills and blossoming trees all in one scene.
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Unnecessary.
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Red salsa on my white shirt. Trying not to care.
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So much sun.
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It’s just okay. This is what happens when a dinner is unplanned and last minute. What’s happened to my routine?