Ten.One Thousand, One Hundred & Fifty-Two
She asks me what I’m doing at the grocery store so early. I glance down and see it’s 6 a.m.
An unripened avocado.
“Back in January 2023, she postd these bold black-and-white letters in the corner of her vision board: In the end they’ll judge you anyway, so do what you want.”
AAU Bingo.
Fruit cut and a kale crisp salad. And french fries, because why not?
One more game. I watch the opposing team warming up. I think we can get this one.
A win on a 3-pointer with 1.1 seconds to go.
It’s almost time to begin.
Italian wedding soup.
