Ten.One Thousand, Two Hundred & Forty-Four
A little bit of light on a wet morning.
Where is that phone?
A clump of daffodils in a grassy sea of green.
Smoothie truck for employee appreciation day. Even on a rainy day, everyone wants a cold drink. Hawaain Sunrise.
Going rogue.
I can’t help but feel a little envious.
I have to just keep trusting the divine timing of my life.
Anywhere but here.
A fresh pillowcase and the way it smells and feels against your cheek.
I feel on the inside the way it sounds on the outside: heavy and wild.