Ten.Two Thousand, Three Hundred & Thirty-Seven
Still the hardest, most right thing to do.
99.
We clock over two hours on the phone today, just like in the old days. I miss the old routine of an hour each morning.
Print and organize
Possibilities and potential and
I tell her that the kombucha is in place of the yerba mate because I’ve been caffeine-free for so many months now.
So close and yet so far.
Probably need to up my blood pressure medication for the first
I never have an appetite on game day.
Rest. Refocus. Refine.
Eight is a lucky number.