Ten.Six Hundred & Fifty-Four
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What are we eating for breakfast today?
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Water, water, water. Four snails so far. The distance they travel at such a slow pace. I never would have thought I’d be so captivated by these little things.
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I’m so bad with taking my vitamins.
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He says something about the roses. The blooms are larger than they were yesterday. It’s early but it already feels so warm.
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I really hope she moves soon so that I can leave because I’m too nervous to try to pull out of this space with her so close to me. Another one of those random anxiety things about driving a car.
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Books on the table. Food. Some insight. Introductions. And yet I leave feeling slightly unsure of myself. This might be one of the alignment things she talked about.
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But everything is so beautiful.
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What is that? He stepped on a snail.
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It occurs to me that maybe I shouldn’t have said anything at all. This is one of the reasons I stopped inserting opinions in public spaces. But I didn’t do or say anything wrong. But I’m still obsessing over it. But I probably should have just not said anything at all.
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Okay, okay. I’ll eat the ice cream sandwich.