How much longer before the alarm goes off?

Linen feels right for today.

“It’s Thursday, isn’t it? Today is Cleaning Day.” I love it when he reminds me.

And I hate that the rewards are working.

I like that this is a judgement-free conversation. I say out loud that I need to dial back the ambition. I’m carrying over the goals from last week. Because, look. You can’t build Rome in a day.

I’m glad we’re back to our weekly calls.

The walk doesn’t take very long. The sun is bright. There’s a breeze. It’s quiet. Her shirt says Chicago.

I just need more sleep. I drag the hammock into the shade. There is the sound of a mower and a weed wacker, a prop plane, doves,

Four dragonflies circling the yard.

“Got treasures in my mind but couldn’t open up my own vault/My childlike creativity, purity and honesty/Is honestly being crowded by these grown thoughts/Reality is catchin’ up with me” - Power, Kanye West