Ten.Two Thousand, Three Hundred & Six
But if I didn’t do it, I would regret it.
Spiraling. Centering. Calming. Observing. Forgiving.
Not forgetting.
I pack a few decaf pods for the office.
Trouble focusing. Conflicting needs and wants. Other, more pressing and more interesting matters.
Of course, none of the six tear this time. But two out of ten is still bad when where are 1,000.
Reassurances that they will be okay.
At last night’s dinner, we talked about food and the things we love to cook and how the thing I miss most in this current stage of life is cooking really good meals. I am so out of practice that nothing tastes as good as it used to.
But I’m so close to an A that I should go for it. If I can find the energy.
Acceptance of fact, of feeling.
