Ten.Two Thousand & Thirty-Eight
Another quiet morning.
Let’s keep it positive.
Emails first.
Acceptance is the first step.
In the picture, they are wearing socks - at the beach. I shake my head.
Not our last lunch, but our last work lunch. The peace that comes from knowing that this ending is not really an ending but a transformation.
Everything is coaching.
A few moments alone in the office. The glow of the afternoon light on my desk. Chopin squeezed into the left ear. More water.
Six. This is a good start.
Hot shower. Soreness. For dinner, an assortment of leftovers from Bistro Jeanty, Northblock, and Angele. A short pour of sauvignon blanc.