Ten.Eight Hundred & Sixty-Two

1. Chance the Rapper Dreams. Work dreams. Too much in my mind.

2. The soft glow of twinkle lights around the kitchen window welcome me.

3. I send her links to The Clearing, Bardstown, and Woman Evolve.

4. Tesla Road. The deer, it’s body intact but the skin removed from the back half of its body, red flesh, tendon, muscle exposed. A reminder that we weren’t here first, that they have been more inconvenienced by sprawl than I am by its loss of life.

5. Yes. I will take this season of loneliness/solitude to just get to know myself better.

6. I remind her that she’s just stressed out. Working in an office will show you just how important the application of The Four Agreements really is.

7. Am I doing too much?

8. Maybe for Christmas I should ask for my typewriter to be refurbished?

9. I finish the letters and walk them to the mailbox. The street is quiet except for a man down the street blowing leaves out into the street. Tomorrow is Wednesday which means the street sweepers will come through to clean them all away but I quite like the leaf litter.

10. I play a few rounds of UNO and memory. I smile at them. I think it must look like a tired smile.