Ten.One Thousand, Nine Hundred & Thirty-One

1. 3:32 a.m.

2. Fog hugging the mountaintops.

3. I think this is good.

4. My timing was off.

5. We don’t understand the text. We try to fill in the gaps ourselves and go from confusion to anger.

6. The bus again?

7. The sun breaks through for a bit. Three carnitas tacos and a lime Jarritos while sitting in the stand, waiting for the next game to begin.

8. He and his friends walk into town so that the problem can be corrected.

9. “Well. Let’s head out and salvage what we can out of this night. This has been a shitty week,” I say as I throw my coat back on.

10. They’ve disappeared somewhere, and I think I know why.