Ten.Two Thousand, Six Hundred & Two
Should probably just get up.
Foggy and cold. Mist hitting the face. I feel fast this morning. I look down at my watch to look at the time. I am faster.
Too many thoughts.
How is it already one o’clock?
Let it go.
It’s like when you’re see someone getting in trouble and so you just keep your head down and keep walking.
Will it work?
“Does she have hands and feet?”
The laughter is good.
Charge.
