Ten.Five Hundred & Fifty-Three

  1. Dark, dark, dark.

  2. The twinkle lights making the quartz and the tiny glass jars full of feathers sparkle.

  3. Minimalism.

  4. Today is a coffee day I think. I can’t remember the last time I had coffee. Maybe a week?

  5. The call. One hour of this kind of connection is so good for the soul.

  6. I scarf down luke-warm soup, grab a bottle of kombucha and put on my converse to head out to work.

  7. Everyone is worried that it will be too slow of a day. I am okay with the slowness.

  8. A photographer. He writes down his contact info for me.

  9. These two are on a date. Or are getting to know one another more. It’s cute.

  10. I unload my pockets and realize that the folded bill they gave me was not $10 but $20. I notice that I am having mixed feelings about the tips I am receiving. I wonder why it makes me emotional. I wonder why I care at all. I am grateful and curious and honored. It is challenging me to be okay with receiving.

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