Ten.Two Thousand, Three Hundred & Twenty-Nine
Not enough sleep.
I keep adding to the list.
Looks like someone didn’t get the memo.
I notice that the sign is taped over a plaque, and it’s a little thing that says a lot.
The dunks are fun to see, but watching teams get blown out by 50 and 60 points is not.
More tri-tip sandwiches.
Standing in front of a box of cookies for 10 hours and only eating two is an accomplishment.
She says that the shrimp and grits are on their way out. “Have I been looking at my watch that much,” I say.
“Make decisions from the perspective of who you want to become.”
Crawling into bed.
