Ten.Two Thousand & Thirty-One
12:32 a.m. I try not to be angry about it.
If you never say anything, how will it change?
What did she say to her? One day, I will correct the truth.
“Surprisingly,” I say, “the jackhammer is quieter than the concrete saw.” I don’t think she believes me.
How can they not hear it?
I had high hopes for this, but now I’m so disappointed.
Finally, it’s quiet.
Everyone keeps posting pictures of red skies in New York. I want to be empathetic, but all I can think is, “That’s nothing.”
The thing is, all you can do is be empathetic. Remember that none of this is their fault. Look out at the gray skies and green leaves. Write the emails. Dream.
An invitation for which I’d move heaven and earth.
We were right. The foxes do live beneath the deck.
Today was a good day. Today belonged to me.
Fox: Decisiveness; sure-footedness. You are becoming like the wine, unseen yet able to weave into and through any situation. Decide to be invisible. The art of Oneness.
