Ten.One Thousand & Eighty-Three

  1. Dry.

  2. I dip the spoon into the pot of the jam and taste. I imagine it drizzled over pancakes or a small bowl of vanilla ice cream.

  3. Coffee and condition.

  4. “Freeing yourself was one thing, claiming ownership of that freed self was another.” ― Toni Morrison, Beloved

  5. Shrinkage. It’s just shrinkage.

  6. I try to piece together the transcript while I listen to her talk. “Are you resting?”

  7. The dog is barking and whining and sounds miserable. They yell at it to stop barking in between laughs. I just want to be outside.

  8. The heat makes me weary. It also makes me feel alive.

  9. The pasta sheets don’t look wide enough to make the ravioli. He’s removing the croutons and the focaccia from the oven. I still need to whisk and egg yolk and some parmesan into the dressing.

  10. I think this is the last round of boil/simmer/cool.

  11. Is it necessary?

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