Ten.Two Thousand, Five Hundred & Fifty-Seven
No. I should do it. If I don’t, I’ll regret it. It’s about my mental health.
Flashlight only.
Taking a moment to stare at the sunrise over the Vacas before walking onto the crushpad.
Why does today feel so…easy?
The thing is, once I begin to overthink it, then it no longer becomes fun.
I forgot the extra B on the BLTA.
What would next year look like if nothing changes?
I giggle at her picture of her cup of decaf.
These are just mental mistakes.
“Common enemy is a must.”