One more hot morning.

Feeling one step ahead is a good feeling.

If there was ever a time to dream big, it’s now.

The wine is good, but the food is always just a little bit weird. And weird for no reason.

Or, I could let myself be bored and pour that energy into other things that matter more.

Back to a table of 4.

I’ve reached the point where it’s just going to take a little more work, I guess.

He sends me a picture of them floating in the pool. I wish I were there.

Making promises.

“One’s destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things.” - Henry Miller