Coffee in the car.

A murder of hot air balloons. Can you call them that? A group of hot air balloons to the west. Maybe in this year of being brave I will finally put myself in one. Note to self: ask Chevonne.

The beauty and the light and the quiet.

“When you know
That you're finally home
And that long stretch of road
Falls behind that light”

We are not all having the same experience.

Oy.

When you can’t remember if the last time you saw someone was on Zoom, Instagram, or in real life.

So hot. Two-for-one ice cream sale.

I catch him after practice and I hope that it isn’t weird, but I feel the need to thank him in person.

The conversation goes better than I thought it would.