Ten.Two Thousand & Twenty-Six
Finally Friday.
In the dream, she is smiling. Can’t stop moving. She is looking at me and wanting to tell me something but I wake up before she does.
“We always used to have to wait for you.”
She has a house full of people. Mine is empty. I relish the ability to work in peace and quiet.
That feeling when your plans shift, and you have an unexpected expanse in your day.
Her honesty is refreshing. Her excitement is palpable. But it’s when I say something about Chez Panisse, and she pulls down a picture with a quote from Alice Waters that it feels almost too good to be true.
That feeling when you don’t have to prove yourself.
Two carnitas tacos and a lime Jarritos.
I mean. Really. This? The drama continues.
I tell him that I have a good feeling about this one. I really do. This one feels different than the others. But then again - maybe it is just me that is different.
