Ten.Two Thousand & Twenty
3-something again. I read my horoscope for the day and pray I sleep from 5 to 7.
She’s going to be the one that goes far away for college and won’t think twice about it. Already so independent.
The good thing about being up so early is that you can accomplish a lot before 10am.
The weight of my reaction is an indication of how deeply I must work with the shadow.
It’s here.
I start to feel bad about wanting the quiet, but then I remember that I have to give myself what I need.
He says he tried to watch the game, but there’s no coverage there in the OC. I tell him the score of the game. I reread his last text message: “You’re better than your predecessor.”
Soundtrack.
I text her on our way home from the movie. “Actually. Turns out I don’t like watching movies because they make me cry - even Guardians of the Galaxy.”
Croutons made from anchovy butter and chicken fat.
