Ten.One Thousand, One Hundred & Twenty-Two
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Thursday.
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There are so many that I almost can’t decide which ones I should watch. Baby snails on thin blades of grass delight me.
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One small glass of orange juice, one peach, one plum, a cup of coffee.
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I’m totally going to spill coffee on these white pants.
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I feel a little bit of nerves; a little bit of shake. I should really meditate more, return to intentional movement. The way I am feeling anxiety in my body these days has shifted so much.
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It’s finally here.
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I wonder if maybe I need to reconsider how I go about things moving forward.
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Lavender on the forearms.
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None of this is easy.
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I’m never going to get to drive this thing. Ha.
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I tell her that her dad is kinda right. At the end of the day, you still gotta go do what you gotta do to pay your bills and make a life for yourself. Some of this is just not going to go away any time soon. But does that make me sound hopeless? I’ll use Dorothy’s words from that webinar: I am “cautiously optimistic.”
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2019 Abott’s Passage Sightline. 80% Chenin Blanc, 20% Verdejo.
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I listen to my podcast while I take a shower. He gives me a look. I smile. I have always been fascinated by that which cannot be explained.