Sore.

Scraping the skin on my eyebrow.

This renewed ritual is a blessing. If nothing else, participating in this experience has given me back this one thing.

This one missed my calendar.

I am angry for her.

Sap between my toes. That’s what I get for walking out here barefoot. But it’s worth it.

There is always so much more to learn.

Always behind on laundry. Still so many boxes. I don’t even know where to begin so I just put on The Office and start. And then I lay down because, really, I’m just tired.

Why are we all so nervous? But the kids seem to hit it off and the air is getting cooler and the pizza crust is delicious and the wine is good.

Still need desks.