in anticipation of sleep
. 5:42am. Dog barking.
. The horizon is a creamy orange swirl.
. Internet and phones are down everywhere. Green tea + early morning texts to everyone. AirBnB booked. A message from a lost friend.
. A recipe for lavender bitters. I’m going to need a lavender garden. Or someone with a lavender garden. Or someone who will let me plant a lavender garden in a sunny spot of their garden.
. Now I want an ice cream sammich.
. He is making matcha tea for his students. The ritual of making it, the chawan and chasen, the joy on his face, the sweets on a plate, these things matter.
. France vs Brazil.
. Florence Williams + The Nature Fix. It’s nice to see the auditorium so full.
. From the top of the parking garage I look for the sunset, but a group of students are practicing cheers and another is on a trumpet and I don’t want to interrupt.
. Pro move.
. “And he wasn’t all that afraid of revealing his weaknesses to others — an unusual quality.” ~ Men Without Women