Ten.One Thousand, Four Hundred & Seventy-Three

1. Still a little dark.

2. The soft gray light of these foggy mornings. The quiet.

3. Still so hungry.

4. I tell him about the video. I realize that I am still looking for outside validation for this personal experience. It doesn’t matter anymore. I know the truth.

5. The sound of chainsaws is like white noise these days.

6. The crash is so loud that all three of us appear from our separate spaces to look outside.

7. Golden strands of sap seeping from the open wounds of the trees.

8. Hammock. I bring both books. I remember that I told her I needed space to daydream. I position myself so that I am half in the sun, half in the shade.

9. Sometimes, all you can do is laugh.

10. The only person you can control is yourself.