Ten.Two Thousand, Four Hundred & Fifty-Four
No sun.
Another lump.
Something tells me I should just stay home, but I go anyway.
She’s left half the lights off. Just three of us in the quiet. I make a few more cups of decaf for myself and watch my computer update and restart for thirty minutes. I should have just stayed home.
Sun breaking through, but the sky is still white with clouds.
He gives me a giant pill box for five days of antibiotics. I let out a laugh. I hear a giggle from behind his mask.
Clean windows.
Back to shivering in the stands. Hopefully, this is the last time.
She says that he says this makes him feel more confident.
“Your freedom is in your dream.”
