. Last night’s Benadryl knocks me out but I wake up feeling foggy and heavy.
. The colors of Kentucky sunrises.
. I ask about the coffee 3 times. The hotel lobby is freezing.
. I am fascinated by the tornado photos. Sometimes I dream of being a storm chaser, photographing the forces of nature. I double-tap to “like”.
. The Subtle Art of Not Giving a Fuck
. Partio. The light is that late summer golden that glows off the edge of everything.
. Frozen pepperoni pizza + tots + pinot gris + tempranillo + condiments.
. She offers to watch the last two episodes of Ozark with me. As long as she’s not one of those people who will talk through the whole thing. She promises. I can’t remember the last time I watched tv with someone.
. Lou takes turns cuddling us, jumping from couch to couch.
. I’m jealous of her hawk feather.
. A late night shower to wash off the bug spray.
. No Benadryl tonight.