Ten.Five Hundred & Ninety-Nine
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I know they’ll appreciate the blueberry muffins.
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Cleaning day. But I don’t feel like it. But I also know that the sun is coming out and what I’m going to really love is freshly vacuumed carpets on a sunny day. It’s the little things.
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Who am I when I am alone? A crier. A woman with perpetually teary eyes. Tears of empathy and joy and frustrating and gratitude.
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An extra-long session of morning pages. So many ideas, never enough time.
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The sound of the palms waving back and forth. In the alcove, I don’t feel the wind, but all of the sun is on me. The light reflecting off my pages is almost blinding.
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Maps, maps, maps.
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They are always excited for those 10 chocolate chips.
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I buy my ticket for Batonnage. If I wait, I’ll miss out. I am working on overriding my tendency to hesitate unnecessarily.
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He tells me that I need new business cards and right now. I want to wait until after the exam so that I can put “Certified Sommelier” after my name. Maybe that part doesn’t even really matter.
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The “why” matters.