Ten.Two Thousand, Five Hundred & Thirty-Five
No turkey wake-up call.
Watching the day come alive.
Just keep me where the light is.
Day two.
Always searching for context.
Space for deeper work.
These are some leading questions.
I look across the table at him. I look at his smile, listen to the tone of his voice. I’m glad that in this last year, this is the version of him that I get to behold.
Sweet tomatoes.
Just once more.