- We have the world’s pettiest fight at 3:30am, after which I sleep in 30-minutes spurts, culminating in a paralyzing nightmare about nothing at all.
- I’m getting used to the sensation of standing on moving ground.
- If I build it, with they actually come? Seriously, I need some numbers.
- What life can I speak here?
- It would be nice to work in the same room with another human, even (especially) if we never acknowledge one another’s presence.
- A quick dip into the house to swap laundry, then on to the next one.
- We talk with the kind of blunt honesty only permissible between people who have been there. It’s refreshing and scary and beautiful and healing.
- It’s too early to know if the burgeoning certainties in the recesses of my mind are discernment or deception.
- The busy streak continues.
- I don’t know what You’re doing, but I’m here for it. I’m always here for it.
