Ten.One Thousand, Nine Hundred & Forty
-
12:32 a.m. Oh. No.
-
I lay awake and think about the sequence of events. If I were to lay it all out for someone else, what would they think? I think they would agree with me.
-
More melatonin to try to squeeze in a few more hours before the 5:30 alarm.
-
“I just need to know for me,” I say.
-
Not enough time.
-
Need less.
-
“You must have a low tolerance for bullshit.” “I do, and that’s part of the problem.”
-
Why is wine important?
-
I tell her that even though I am looking forward to a bit of rest, I am going to miss having them here. I am going to miss the energy of this group; I am going to miss the conversations, the laughter, the insights, the inspiration.
-
Life is so beautiful and strange.