Ten.Seven Hundred & Three
Funny dreams. No ice cream. Maybe stress?
Out of coffee. Remember that I have a Nespresso. Decide on making an oat milk cappuccino. Satisfied.
I always forget that it’s 3 hours and not 2.
Unsettled. Sometimes the grown-up thing is having a difficult conversation. I am worried about the phone tone. I will follow up with an email.
I close the cookbooks and decide to try to meal plan on another day. I just need to take care of today. One day at a time. One day at a time.
Look at the clock.
I forget how good it feels to cross things off.
He gives me a hug hello, asks where Michael is. I tell him he’s working so I came in alone to get an order to go. He brings me an ice water while I wait, tells me to stay cool. This is the first summer here for the both of us. We’re both very hot.
I realize that if she’s just being real, then that’s actually exactly the kind of person I’d like to get to know.