Ten.One Thousand, Five Hundred & Forty-Seven

  1. Cold fingers and toes.

  2. Quiet on the roof this morning.

  3. Already past 7:00 am.

  4. The sky is gray and low and it really feels like fall.

  5. I start to climb the ladder. I think of how only a few short weeks ago the idea of climbing scared me. There are many things I am no longer afraid of since I began.

  6. At lunch, we take an imaginary trip to Rome.

  7. One day I will write a story about this twenty-year-old green sweater.

  8. Pork chops and apples. The smell of allspice and sage and clove. Potatoes. She says it tastes like fall.

  9. Dana Scully.

  10. Three antacids. Three more. Five.

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