Ten.Six Hundred & Eighty-Nine
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Little bits of gray light leaking onto the bathroom floor. My feet are cold but I like the look of the bare floor.
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This thick cut bacon takes too long to cook.
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Why haven’t I been adding strawberries to my water?
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I can’t hear her, she can’t hear me, we have so many things to talk about. What is it that won’t let us connect right now? We still manage a few key things anyway.
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It feels quieter this time but I think it’s just the time of the year and maybe everyone just has a lot going on right now.
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She tells me I’m not charging enough. It’s humbling to hear. It’s also validating. It’s also anxiety-inducing. This is a good opportunity for me though.
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I think of all the things I’m missing and then remember that what I already have is what's gotten me here.
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What is the robin doing? Back and forth, back and forth. I realize she’s grabbing the rotting leaves at the base of the pond and placing them in a tree. She’s making a nest. Here I am thinking of the ugly mess that is the rotting leaves at the base of the pond, wanting the mess to be all gone and here she is making art.
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Studio booked.
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Cedar plank salmon, beurre rouge, risotto, sauteed spinach, Goldeneye Pinot Noir.