Ten.One Thousand, One Hundred & Twenty-Five

1. 12:46am

2. 2:25

3. I feel a stab of sadness, then worry over the logistics of everything. Is there even enough time? What else can go?

4. I watch the snails. I envy them. I want to return to that kind of slowness. No, not the slowness, the intentionality. I’ve drifted away from it.

5. It’s his birthday. 9. I tell him this is actually a lucky birthday. He’s the the third kid and he’s 9. 3 cubed. Not to mention it’s also a full moon.

6. What are my optimum conditions?

7. The drive is quick.

8. This really was a good idea.

9. The sun is hot but it feels good. Eyes taking in the expanse of the horizon.

10. Now, the next hill.