Ten.Two Thousand, Four Hundred & Seventy-Seven
Waking up to the sounds of the waves crashing against the shore.
Not quite ready to go. I’d take another day. And another. Maybe next time.
Large coffee and a buttermilk glazed. Dropping a tip into the kid’s travel fund. Thinking about my next visit. Next time, I’ll get another Mexican Hot Chocolate.
Because I want to be generous. Because I want to invest in the people and places and ideas that I think will bring more beauty into the world.
I stare out the window and look at the sky and the water. I think about how lucky I am that I already know I’ll be back.
Stairs vacuumed.
Now there are five eggs.
She did give a disclaimer.
So many dreams.
But there’s a lot of love. There’s a lot of love.
