Ten.Two Thousand, One Hundred & Fifty
Probably don’t need to open the window that much anymore.
I welcome the arrival of the early light. It’s nice not to have to move through the dark.
I laugh to myself as I see him leaving in a car that is not his own. Those are surely hard perks to leave.
Why am I here?
She says they don’t seem the same. They feel different. I agree.
We hear him say the words and then laugh quietly. If nothing else, we have these little moments of inside jokes. We’re the only ones who get it.
The signs are there.
I look around and count. I worry there will not be enough. I remember that we’ve done harder things.
I shouldn’t have eaten this ice cream.
When all else fails, take a nap.
