Ten.Six Hundred & Thirty-Six
I ask him how he turned the Xbox on. I don’t even know what time it is. But I know what to do.
I don’t want to get up. Next week’s return to the normal school schedule is going to be a bit rough.
Need dinner for tonight. A light pasta dish sounds good. Yes, we’ll do that.
Tiny bit of tangerine creeping up to meet the deep blue sky. I miss not being able to see the sunrises and sunsets as easily. Things to remember for when it’s time to choose the next location.
Frothy vanilla oat milk. I hand grate a stick of cinnamon over the top. This feels like a little bit of luxury before work.
The feeling of not wanting to explain what went wrong. Hoping not too many people remember to ask me.
If she’s called in then that means no one else is going to do it so maybe I will. Plus, it’s going to be a beautiful day outside. Why would I want to be stuck indoors.
I really want a pair of clogs.
Soreness. Fatigued. I peopled all day today. The irony of being good at something that is so emotionally draining.
No progress is perfect.