I feel much better. I am still thinking of yesterday’s events, but a good, deep sleep was sorely needed.

Two more days of 100+ degrees.

I step outside to visit the snails. It is already so warm. So warm.

I said I wouldn’t do this.

I head outside. Less distractions outside. I’ve been sitting at the desk for too long.

It is refreshing to hear those words. I panic a bit; the timing is sooner than I had anticipated. But can I make it work? My job is to just hold the vision.

I offer to make the pasta. I remind myself that I feel so much better when I’m in the kitchen, when I’m making with my hands.

He tells me that the other parts are for making the noodles. My mind is blown. I make the oldest take a video to show my mom. It does make noodles!

Perfect.

Just hold the vision.