Ten.Two Thousand, Five Hundred & Seventy-Eight
Cold. Droplets on my face.
Almost Friday.
Yes! She’s here.
That is the gift of vulnerability: knowing that you are not alone.
Leftover broccoli and cheddar soup while taking notes.
Difficulty focusing, but I think it’s just the weather.
My least favorite gym.
Collapse.
Can I catch it?
They believe in us.