Ten.Seven Hundred & Ten
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I should probably take these after I eat. No, I’ll be okay. I’ll just eat some grapes.
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I don’t feel so good. It must be the zinc. That’s the only thing that’s new.
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I listen to her voice memo and then I think of “The Big Leap.”
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“The goal in life is not to attain some imaginary ideal; it is to find and fully use our own gifts.” - The Big Leap
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Her voice. And then the voices of her children in the background. My people. We talk while I fold laundry. The stacks of napkins keep falling over. We are wondering the same things about life right now: How are we able to be whole persons unto ourselves?
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I pull the hammock into a thin rectangle of shade on the patio. I’m careful to not swing too much and rub up against the side of the house. My brother and I talk for an hour. He offers to make me a bracelet. I tell him to just make it all black.
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Almost 100.
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Next week. Next week.
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The list isn’t getting longer. Life is getting wider.
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Can barely keep my eyes open. He says it might be the heat. I tell him I’ve barely been outside. He says it’s the stress. That I don’t think I’m stressed but I really am. I think it might be the coffee. It might be time for a break.