Ten.Eight Hundred & Ninety-Seven

1. Why?

2. I sit down and begin to tinker. Someone DMs me to tell me they think the site might have been hacked. I forget that there are still people who actually visit the actual website, not just my instagram stories. It’s good to know that people have your back.

3. I know when he reads it he will want to come and talk to me.

4. It’s just actually repressed feelings.

5. That ponytail will be nonexistent by the time she comes home.

6. He lets me pat him on the leg. I’ll settle for that if I can’t get a hug.

7. Never not amazed by the size of these giant maple leaves. I want to pile them all up and kick them into the air.

8. I make a project for myself. 10:45 am. I wait on hold for her to give me a new delivery time for the fridge. 11:15 am.

9. She reads a brief description of each of the signs. My Leo baby is definitely a Leo. I am definitely the Crab. My Capricorn baby, he is fully into expressing his displeasure with life, but that could just be preteen angst. My Virgo does just want to be loved. And the Libra. Well, he doesn’t seem to fit most of it. I’m curious to know what other signs are at play for him.

10. I let the water turn cold as I finish the last handful of pages. That’s it. And now what to read next?