Ten.One Thousand, Five Hundred & Forty-One
-
The things on the roof are quiet this morning.
-
He remembers to wake himself up in time.
-
He beats me to the coffeemaker.
-
Where are my slippers? Where are my slippers?
-
I devour the ham and cheese croissant and wonder if someone there has been reading my stories. Perfectly flaky, but way more ham and cheese.
-
Twenty-five minutes is a long time.
-
Looks like mostly Kit-Kats.
-
He drives. I take in the scenery. I daydream, create new people and places and lives.
-
It's not that I can’t, it's that I'm not sure how to while also being in alignment with my values.
-
Always more questions than answers.
-
Someone is playing loud music and it is almost 11pm. I can see nothing. No extra lights. I just hear and feel the thumping.