Ten.Eight Hundred & Ninety-Two

1. Beach dreams.

2. What will it feel like to get to 1000?

3. But these words in costar got me all messed up this morning.

4. That’s right. They said they wanted oatmeal for breakfast, the homemade kind.

5. fin de siècle — 1: of, relating to, or characteristic of the close of the 19th century and especially its literary and artistic climate of sophistication, world-weariness, and fashionable despair. World Weariness. Fashionable Despair.

6. Music. Out of podcasts. Why can’t I find Hear to Slay?

7. Tomorrow will be Friday the 13th. I’m not very superstitious but.

8. I take myself over to the cottage, put the new duvet covers on the twin beds. The feel of the linen. This is one way to ground myself: sneak away to the quiet, touch something soft.

9. I stand over the cans of wine with my camera, shifting their placement, adjusting the focus. I realize that I’m happy. Not just because there’s wine, but because I can feel creative juices going; the packaging excites me, the potential of the wine excitements me, the moodiness of the lighting and the vibrancy of the colors excites me. Maybe I’m doing the wrong thing.

10. The bath water is high but I let it get too cold. Seems like such a waste.