Ten.One Thousand, One Hundred & Fifty
Now it’s finally Thursday.
Thin strips of fog sitting in
In the dream, I tell him that we’ve ordered the books and that everything will be okay.
All that sun.
She says something about playing a game. Pretend you have superpowers, and everything you want magically appears. Write whatever desire pops into your mind. Write what you want in response to anything that comes up.
I will make the best of it.
“One of the most common causes of failure is the habit of quitting when one is overtaken by temporary defeat.” - Napolean Hill
Greenhouse.
Another clump of daffodils randomly
Maybe next year I can get them to embrace the back peddle.
