Ten.Two Thousand & Twenty-Nine
I try to slide into the driver’s seat, and an arm pulls me back out. I scream and wake myself up.
I decide that today I need to be patient and open-minded. It will be the only way through.
I keep the to-do list small. The brain needs a break. And what is it all for, anyway?
I walk away confused. No, not confused. Disappointed.
I have the ice cream even though I know I shouldn’t. But it’s buffalo milk, so maybe better? Right?
Order
We pull up to the house and see two foxes, one in the driveway and one sitting near the front door. We stare at one another. I inch the car closer and closer, making my way into the driveway. I park. Fox 1 and I stare at each other. Neither one of us is moving. I tell it to go away. I stare at Fox 2 and tell it to move along as well. I hope they aren’t living under the deck. We walk toward the door and hear more scurrying.
I don’t want it to be over already.
“It was a terrible night of dreams,” I say.
Bad habits.
