Ten.Two Thousand, Five Hundred & Eighty-Six
Sky on fire.
I decide to that there is enough light to hit the trail this morning.
Her car is here.
I didn’t think this all the way through. Defrosting broccoli cheddar soup in the office microwave is a painfully way to prepare a lunch when you’re so hungry.
The laughs.
It feels so weirdly warm. Humid? Uncomfortable.
I know I can’t hide it on my face.
Adjustments to be made.
Meatloaf and mashed potatoes and a last-minute dinner guest.
I think I know what it really is.