Ten.One Thousand, Four Hundred & Ninety-Five
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I look toward the wall and see the light. They are already up. They always are.
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Cleaning clothes.
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I make only enough coffee for him.
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Not enough time. How did I do this last year? Maybe I need to switch the days around.
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I stare out over the vineyards and the houses. The car is quiet. “I’m really glad we live here,” I say to myself. “This is a beautiful place to live.”
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Follow the good feeling.
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We hug. I haven’t seen her all summer. She says that this is a really great place to live and that it’s better with us here. “I just said that earlier today - well, to myself,” I say.
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“High school comes in five,” he says.
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Neighborhood hangout. We are the youngest ones there and I still enjoy my time. There are a lot of Cheetos. I wonder if she thought kids would come.
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This view. There are worse things.
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“And then I couldn’t tell whether, after that, good things were happening because I was saying thank you, or they just — I was noticing them. But there is blessings in my curses, even today — I mean, every day.” - Kevin Kling, On Being Podcast
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So much serendipity today.
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If I said these things out loud, people would think I’m crazy. But I am seeing it all with my own eyes.