Ten.Two Thousand, Four Hundred
Not today.
I watch the first light of the morning begin to turn the sky from black to gradients of deep blue. Usually, the neighbor’s lights are on by now. Whoever is the early bird must be enjoying some extra sleep.
Finally. Six months!
So cold. She stuffs her sweatshirt into her backpack. There’s a kid walking to school with no jacket on. There’s frost on everything.
When someone is in charge of a thing and doesn’t feel as though they don’t know the things they are supposed to know, there is this tension that stretches alongside every word they say.
But the thing is, in this instance, our opinions don’t matter.
I should plan a lunch for us.
There is a different way.
“Winning is fun... Sure. But winning is not the point. Wanting to win is the point. Not giving up is the point. Never letting up is the point. Never being satisfied with what you've done is the point.” - Pat Summit
At least three more.