So cold.

I start in the dress and then move to pants and sneakers. Black and gray, androgynous. I like it.

Where are my gloves?

She’s just saying what I’m thinking.

He texts me a picture of the paper. Another little square on the front page.

I really want the steak frites, but these prices…

He’s not telling me anything I don’t know, and yet the eventuality of it all still stings.

“You must determine where you are going in your life, because you cannot get there unless you move in that direction. Random wandering will not move you forward. It will instead disappoint and frustrate you and make you anxious and unhappy and hard to get along with (and then resentful, and then vengeful, and then worse).” - 12 Rules for Life

So. much. giggling. But a little more focus.

But it was much quieter before.