Ten.One Thousand & Nineteen
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It feels like it's time to get up.
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Forgot to send the re-cap. It probably doesn't matter, but I don't like it when I forget to do things.
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Coffee on the chaise.
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He asks me if I'm working. I'm only working a little bit. And then there's this project, and yeah, I could try to work on it during the week, but I don't have the mental space Monday-Friday. This is the only time to move this particular project forward.
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I break and fold the cloth napkins. The fresh air is coming through the open door.
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The neighbor and I talk, distantly, of course. She says they can't find spices or produce in the store. I tell her we do the CSA box from the farm down the street. It's not cheap, but it's a better value than selecting items on your own. We talk about having to get our spices delivered. Her daughter started cooking and wants to go to The French Laundry. We laugh. I say, "maybe for her 21st birthday."
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So much sun.
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I start to make a list of questions. What do I need to know? What will make the most sense? "What is the one question you don't want to be asked ever again?"
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These are the best cookies she's ever made.
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Early to bed.