But don’t really want to get up.

Cold toes.

I should probably not be cleaning but I can’t help it.

Early release day, but maybe they shouldn't be home early.

Should I be eating right now?

This is what happens when you move too quickly. Slow it down.

I place my hand on my heart and say “thank you” so many times. She has no idea how much this has made my week.

He says it’s cheaper than therapy, so why not?

But I just settled into the idea of this being it, the only place, that we were not going anywhere. And so it’s hard for me to shift gears so quickly. I try to imagine it. I can’t.

I wonder if it’s somehow my own fault.