Ten.One Thousand, Three Hundred & Forty-Eight
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In the dream, she takes me to the apartment. There is no door, only a large window on the second floor. She pulls down a thin ladder, and we climb up slowly. This is odd. I cannot live here.
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Scrambled eggs and bacon ftw. Small glass of orange juice. Decaf and frothy oat milk.
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Doing that one thing yesterday makes today so much better.
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She references her Indigenous tradition to make her introduction, and it is so beautiful. I think I might cry in my coffee.
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When you watch someone you admire also admit a fear, you remember that you too can do hard things.
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So many Italian accents.
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I’ve never done it, but I believe I can do it, and sometimes that’s enough.
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So much sun.
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Baby smiles.
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