I take their advice and place my hand on my heart and ask myself what I need for today.

Vitamins.

Something tells me to call her. I want to tell her about all the things yesterday but I really can’t put it all into words.

I just need to get to this appointment.

“Regal.” “Royalty.” “They’re not blocks…but you’re doing a lot of work there.” “Third eye.” “A woman was trying to speak to me. She was beneath the water and I could see her mouth moving but I couldn’t quite hear what she was saying. She couldn’t come all the way through.” “Hungry.”

I back into the car. I even looked at it before I started moving. There is very little damage. So little, you almost can’t see it. Or, at least, I can’t see it. They seem to be more nervous than I am.

Perfect weather for a baseball game.

Not enough time to get it all done.

Gaslighter.

“That is, to be ourselves causes us to be exiled by many others, and yet to comply with what others want causes us to be exiled from ourselves.” ― Clarissa Pinkola Estés, Women Who Run With the Wolves