Ten.Two Thousand, Two Hundred & Sixty-Eight
The inbetween.
Finding my balance. Feeling my strength.
Maybe I should pursue that idea after all?
I drive him up the hill to the gym. Inside the gym are a bunch of adult men running up and down the courts and a handful of boys standing on the sidelines waiting to get on. I take myself and my hiking shoes back home for a walk on the trails.
I always say the same thing: Just give me more notice.
Late. And trying not to be upset about being late.
No. Not Patrick.
Today’s A is much better than yesterday’s D-.
What decisions do I need to make today for what I want tomorrow?
Find the gift.