Ten.One Thousand, Nine Hundred & Fifty-Six
- In the dream, the monster is on one side of the girl, and I am on the other. The more and more I try to make the monster leave, the more he digs in his claws. I am terrified. The girl’s cries are louder and louder. 
- I turn over and see that is only 1 a.m. which is both a relief and a burden. I don’t want to go back to that dream. 
- I scribble into my journal. Three pages fill up quicky. I find the glue sticks and scissors and grab a stack of magazines. I glue the last few words before dashing out the door for work. 
- Let’s make this a fun Friday. 
- I feel my heels sticking to the mud as we walk between the vines. Not the worst shoe to wear, but not the best. Some of the bird boxes are crooked. 
- We eat inside the greenhouse. Steak frites and lemonade for me. 
- Fresh air and a walk that is also work. 
- Sun on my face. Blinding. I don’t mid. It’s taking the chill off. 
- I stare out across the horizon at the green hills, the blue sky, trees. 
- All of this. 
