Ten.Two Thousand, Four Hundred & Forty-Four
Better today than yesterday.
Alternating hot water with lemon and small cups of decaf while I finish the work.
Seeing the possibility of what it could be.
Coffee on the deck. No sweater needed. Loud birds. Tall trees. Wishing I could have taken the entire week off to be home with them. Maybe there’s another way to make the most of it.
A rebirth.
There is something oddly ironic about them having a copy of “Unreasonable Hospitality” on the hostess stand when there is no hostess.
Trays full of espresso martinis, and it’s just barely noon.
Books and a chair outside in the sun. Thank goodness.
The schedule is almost done. It will be here before I know it. But I can’t wait.
Make a list, or else you’ll forget.
