Ten.Two Thousand, Seven Hundred & Twenty-Eight
Methodical.
Clean.
I just realized that I haven’t eaten lunch. I blame it on the extra cups of coffee.
Where would I be without the group chat?
All the exclamation points.
“Oh my God, was that just on Monday?” Yes. That is how long this week has felt - 5,800 days long.
A big bowl of cold watermelon.
I don’t think it’s any coincidence that this class and the class before it were full of women. She says it’s just fun to craft with the girls.
I made a book. They say they hope to see me at the next one. I want to be able to say I’ll be there, but then I think of all the things I’ll be busy doing instead.
The constant negotiation.