Ten.One Thousand, Five Hundred & Ninety-Three

1. Regular clothes.

2. Cold. Not even 40 degrees. Feeling like winter.

3. Kix.

4. I forgot about the tree work in Rutherford. I pull a u-turn and head down the trail instead.

5. I crane my neck to see if their cars are there. This is a thing I do now every time I drive past the winery: seeing if I can figure out who’s parked in the driveway, if they’re in the caves, wonder if he’s using his basketball hoop.

6. No husband, no kids. Coffee and almond croissants and quiche and real talk.

7. There is no such thing as control.

8. I check myself.

9. Put the phone down.

10. The softness of a freshly washed bathmat.