Ten.One Thousand, One Hundred & Thirty-Seven
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A little bit of cool air before the heat comes.
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Still tired.
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One cup of green juice and a banana. Coffee while I stare out at the trees.
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Hmmmm.
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I get excited but then realize that it might be futile.
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I’m getting used to disappointing myself. No, it’s not that. It’s understanding that so much is shifting, my capacity is not what it used to be/normally is. This is okay. This is temporary.
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The line is wrapped around the building. We grab a burger and eat it in the car before deciding to just turn back around and go home. What were even thinking?
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He tells me that I’ve been working a lot. Like, a lot. And I almost start to cry. I am just tired.
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She tells me she’s waiting on a new hair product to tame the grays. The grays just won’t behave. I laugh. I tell them about my rogue gray hair that never seem to make it into the braids.
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Pizza from Tra Vigne. Sonoma Fig.