Ten.Two Thousand, Three Hundred & Sixty-Two
The rain sounds heavy. Very heavy.
How do I make this a work-from-home kind of day?
We both find our feet in front of the fire, laptops in hand.
But what I really want to do is go back to bed and fall asleep to the sound of the rain.
Doing it.
Fun run and then brownie bites.
For some reason, I feel compelled to buy ice cream and caramel and walnuts. And I probably won’t eat it.
“It’s a fatal error to not go with your gut.”
And then you remember why you do what you’re doing and why you love it.
What do we need to do tomorrow to recreate what we achieved yesterday?
