No need to get up.

Where’s the light?

Nothing for breakfast. He brings me back a ham and cheese croissant.

I keep looking at their “for sale” sign. Why?

“Stop screaming. Turn down your headphones!”

“Fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten.” - Neil Gaiman

The leaves on that tree are so red. So red.

He looks up at me with that smile. I’m such a sucker.

Next week is critique week and that scares me. I mean, I can do it, right? Yes, I can do it.

Maybe I shouldn’t have said that.