Not as sweaty as last night.

Friday. No one else has school or work but me. I pray the day goes by quickly.

I forgot Valentine’s for the kids. I’ll grab them on the way home.

Baby cows all over. Green grass. Blue sky here but I can see the fog off in the distance. The valley will still be overcast when we make our descent. But the sun will reveal itself soon.

The to-do list is much shorter than it’s been the previous weeks. It feels good to have some breathing space.

I stop her from talking. It’s my own fault for engaging. I know better.

I forgot my lunch. I suck on a cough drop to stop my stomach from growling.

I know my aura is janky today. I need to get out of here.

We find some sparkling, Nicolas Feuillatte. I think of New Orleans and Willie Mae’s.

Too tired to stay up and drink it.