Ten.One Thousand, Three Hundred & Eighty
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Coyotes yelping.
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Heartburn to start the day.
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Mushroom t-shirt and joggers and sweater. Ready for the coffee.
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They say that we did the right thing. Which makes me feel better.
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I tell her I can’t tell if I’m exhausted from the second dose or trauma. We decide that it’s probably a little bit of both.
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Emotion as information.
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Patches of poppies.
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Long nap.
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I sit in the bleachers and watch the sky change colors as the sun sets behind the ridge. The evil thing about all of this is that it’s designed to make me feel exactly this way. It’s designed to make me believe that I can’t have this beauty. That if I don’t like it, then I should just leave. If I can’t afford it, I should just leave. But don’t we all have a right to be surrounded by beauty?
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He talks differently when he feels confident.