Ten.Two Thousand, Five Hundred & Eleven
A Friday that really feels like a Friday.
If nothing else, there’s a sense of calm because there’s a plan.
Blue cup full of coffee.
What are working towards?
I am more happy about this piece of paper than I should be.
But our excitement can only take this so far.
To live with more awareness but less fear.
Sushi down by the river. It feels quiet all around. The late summer lull before school gets underway again.
Hot.
They’re turning into little adults. Look and sound and thought.
