. 6am. The weather app says it is 60 degrees outside. I contemplate what I’ll need to wear to stay warm on my bike this morning before I even get out of bed.
. How long has it been since I’ve seen a colorful sunrise? Though even these blue-grey streaks are stunning in their own moody way.
. Someone has taken all the coffee. The only thing left is decaf and a caramel flavored option. I feel defeated and it’s not even 7am yet.
. Quality Time and Acts of Service and sometimes Words of Affirmation.
. I’m becoming increasingly more frustrated with everything here. I yell at her through the phone. It takes me hours to calm down and I’m embarrassed at myself.
. I try to find a recap of the Ford/Kavanaugh events. The details are overwhelming. Everyone is feeling it deeply.
. Junk food for dinner.
. This Is Us, Season 3, episode 1.
. I can’t let it go and pull up job listings. I can only control so much.
. I catch a glimpse of orange and pinks through the window. I pace between the bathroom and kitchen, trying to get the best view of the sunset.
. Thank you.