Ten.Two Thousand, Six Hundred & Forty-Three
Time.
Baseball camp, long-sleeve button-up, and linen shorts. We’ll try that for today.
Thinking about how to stuff a little bit of learning into the day.
The delight of a gentle breeze blowing through, catching the spaces between your neck and the collar of your shirt.
They swear Dave’s Hot Chicken is so much better.
Reminding myself that I still have two more days added to this weekend.
I try to pull up the tickets for the play, but then remember that I took all the apps off of my phone.
What a surprise.
We spend the intermission talking about work and math and the future.
Missing my own warmth.