. Ten more minutes. And another ten.
. The roads are quiet. Commuting by bike feels like meditation at this time of the morning.
. A new crop of mushrooms. That is going to make her so happy.
. An idea is forming.
. “We live everything as it comes, without warning... And what can life be worth if the first rehearsal for life is life itself?” ~ The Unbearable Lightness of Being
. Trying to understand myself as a highly sensitive introvert and regretting not doing this research earlier in my life. Fact: "Writing uses different pathways in the brain than speaking. These writing pathways seem to flow more fluently for introverts."
. 4pm and it’s tired employees and students high on K-week. Commuting by bike feels like an obstacle course at this time of the day.
. I read a few pages before leaving again.
. Shrimp tacos and an Ontario rosé that is easy on the palate. I’m almost drunk from the after-dinner Banyuls. Almost.
. This Is Us. Season 1, episode 15. I grab a blanket.