Ten.Two Thousand, Three Hundred & Seventy-Six
I don’t think I’ve heard the alarm yet. I take a look at the phone. No. It’s not time.
Yoga instead of weights today - a good day.
A stop at Sunshine after drop off because sometimes you just want a drip coffee.
I tell her that I am just trying to get back to having a routine that makes me feel good.
Nerds candy.
I’m late to our lunch of tacos in the park. It is picture-perfect outside. People are trying to play pickleball, and another guy at a table is eating lunch with a small dog sitting beside him quietly.
I see what’s happening here, and I don’t think I like it.
It’s hard not to think of the fires. It’s hard not to think of your own experience of the fires. It’s hard not to think about what you would do if it happened to you again.
Just can’t do it, can you?
Sometimes, soup is all you need.