Ten.One Thousand, Seven Hundred & Fifty-Eight

  1. The hum of the frost machine.

  2. A little later than I’d like, but still on time.

  3. Sometimes the internet is good for a laugh.

  4. I listen and process and wonder if I am the only one thinking about these things.

  5. There is an intentionality behind the ask.

  6. But what is the goal?

  7. The sun is so bright that the light reflecting off of the paper is blinding. Then darkness. Then rain.

  8. The thunder is so loud it makes me jump. I throw everything into the backseat of the car just in case nothing is canceled.

  9. The back windshield is covered in large chunks of ice. The street is white. “It’s almost like Chicago,” I say as he enters the car. He asks me if I heard the thunder. “When was the last time you heard thunder? Years, right? Years!”

  10. Still so much laundry.

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