Feeling a little more rested.

Have I miscounted the days? No matter. Or does it indeed matter?

I take off the sweater and put on a sweatshirt. Best to not go into the meeting smelling like potstickers. I know the aroma tends to linger.

Giggles are good.

Maybe too many beverages on the table.

Maybe too many questions? Maybe too many notes? I write a lot but it’s because it helps me remember.

A little bit of sun.

”What’s your role here? I love your questions.”

Head — mush.

Why are we even here?