Ten.One Thousand, Four Hundred & Ninety
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Quiet skies.
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Hot tea and meal planning.
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I am not the only one waiting for the doors to open. Headphones in my ears. Move slowly.
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Wait and wait and wait. The woman in my ears is talking about being in on an airplane in a holding pattern above the clouds and waiting for this green flash that sometimes occurs when the sun sets. So choose to look for magic.
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I do feel better after the walk.
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I did it. I got a smile.
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Leftovers for lunch.
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This could become my new favorite spot.
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Always one of my favorite hours of the week.
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I tell him that my jaw is jacked up. He agrees. This whole entire year it’s gotten worse and worse.