Ten.One Thousand & Forty

1. The glaring golden light hits my eyes.

2. I will wash my hair. I will wash my hair. I will wash my hair.

3. Done.

4. I grab the seed tray and the plastic tarp and the lettuce seeds. I start to pour them out into my hand and then wish for a seed spreader. I think of the seed spreader and Carlos and that brief but therapeutic time working in the greenhouse of the restaurant. I wish I could have stayed longer. I think of how, shortly thereafter, the #metoo stories from the hospitality industry began to appear. I remember how, back then, I hoped they appreciated my honesty and candor and that it implemented changes within. I doubt it.

5. The heat of the sun on my back.

6. More laundry.

7. My request for a simple dessert of strawberries and whipped cream is offensive to her; she wants to make me something more elaborate.

8. To stay or to go?

9. I make a slaw from the kohlrabi. He will not eat salmon but he will eat kohlrabi. This kid.

10. This layer of quiet over everything when the sun disappears behind the palm trees.