Ten.One Thousand, Nine Hundred & Eleven

1. Cold.

2. More mobility upon waking than when I fell asleep. Relieved.

3. Alone in the office, dark. Standing and staring out of the window.

4. I’d rather not say anything.

5. I think back to the day before and that were said and the more and more I think of these words, the more and more resolute I become.

6. The question is, “How?”

7. We express gratitude for one another.

8. The pain is starting to return.

9. I’m squatting on the sideline in front of my chair, starting up at the scoreboard. I feel the impulse to cry. Some combination of stress, frustration, and the pain in my arm.

10. “Losing is still hard.”