I keep thinking about the dead robin on the deck. Is it still there?

Quiet and coffee.

I don’t really want to be in my emails at this time of the morning.

The skirt feels fancy yet liberating

He tells me that I was sending emails well before he was awake. I tell him that I’m not sure that’s a good thing.

You can feel his warmth and authenticity through the screen and that rarely happens.

I worry about how close we are even though we are outdoors. I think we are all pushing it out of our minds.

I feel a little bit of imposter syndrome creeping up and then remember that it is just an opportunity to learn.

“What a difference a little bit of confidence makes, huh?”

Maybe we can make it work.