Ten.Seven Hundred & Fifty-One
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So much light. It’s definitely after 6.
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I let out a deep sigh. I feel drunk but really it’s just lack of sleep.
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Toast and jam and fruit. I slice up the Valencia oranges, set them into the blue bowl. I’m digging this color story.
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Linen pants.
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I help him carry the wine rack into the dining room and we place it in the corner. Such a transformation. Feeling more like home.
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Why does it take me so long to make space?
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I found it! I found it! I found it! It’s been here all along.
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It does exhaust me.
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He asks to snuggle. I make the popcorn and we find Jurassic Park. I close my eyes.
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I tell him that even I can’t really remember what day it is. I work everyday and so everything runs together. Boundaries. I need better boundaries.