Ten.Two Thousand, Five Hundred & Fifty-One
At least it’s not spitting on me this morning.
Beholden to the whims of mother nature now.
Well. If we haven’t seen him, then he must still be sleeping.
When Mom and Dad are away, the kids get to play.
Good, good news. Great news.
Perhaps the reason we all like LEGOs is one of the reasons why our team gets along.
I’ve always heard stories about people leaving their cell phones in an Uber, but this is the first time I’ve seen it happen in real life.
We walk through the crowds of people. This is the part of being out that I dislike the most—so many people so close to one another.
No. That’s not true. We are doing good work despite the challenges.
On the drive back home, I’m on autopilot and thinking about content for the next year and what it could look like. Then I remember that this is the benefit of a day off: space for creative thought. I need more of these.
