Ten.One Thousand, Five Hundred & Seventy-Eight
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Cold, but not too cold.
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Deep sigh because this is a low-key kind of morning.
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I brush my teeth and hear the owl. I wash my face and hear it again. I can’t remember the last time I heard, but it seems significant.
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“Protected by God.”
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Stick potatoes in oven. Caramelize the onions. Cook the bacon. There is time for this.
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Grateful for the slow passage of time.
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A little bit of doubt creeps in but I remember that I am just doing what my gut says is the right thing to do.
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Still don’t get it.
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On brand.
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Easy dinner thanks to a neighbor. I look at the label: “Narrow Bridge”. I laugh.