Ten.Two Thousand, Five Hundred & Thirty-Eight
A bit of a switch.
Sometimes the sky just looks like it’s glowing.
“Sports demand embodiment.” - The Art of Impossible
“Your life needs to become your art…the art of impossible demands the art of life.” - The Art of Impossible
The light. Pen smoothly walking on paper. Thought to thought to thought.
She said “yes.”
Still angry about the orange.
Six pillowcases. My Carpy Gang 3/4 zip. My blanket from the team two years ago. Six towels. Four napkins. Four washcloths. A hand-towel full of sea shells. Crochet yarn. Crop-tops to throw in the trash.
A three-set thriller. I can already feel the hoarseness coming on, and we haven’t yet had a real football game.
A lot of laughter and animal fries.