3:24 am. Last pick of the 2020 season.

Cold fingers. Cold air settling in before the warmer air returns again.

This feels like a day for the jacket.

Must have coffee before they rise. He’s already on the phone talking with people across time zones.

I make a list. Forgot to do my morning pages.

Article submitted. Now, time to start working on the next one.

What is today?

First Covid test. I am nervous. Just. I see the cotton swab and I decide that the best thing to do is close my eyes. She recommends that I breathe through my mouth.

I should be more tired.

Sometimes you just wonder if you’ve done the right thing for everyone by doing the right thing for you.

He will understand when he gets older, right?

We can do it better.