Ten.Two Thousand, Four Hundred & Eighty-Eight
Late start, but I can still see the moon.
Feather finder.
This is out last session. She asks me what insights I have gained through this process. I tell her it felt good to say, “I no longer want this.” Now, I have given myself permission to move on.
Always dodging the sunlight when on these Zoom calls.
Everyone has their own path.
I'm missing the depth.
2022 Bodega Chacra 'Barda' Pinot Noir. The fries are still good, but the burgers are not the same. “A square cut of cake?” I say. “She would never.”
Really, truly out of office.
No. I really don't want to go.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.