- A red patch under one eye reveals more about the state of my mind that I’m comfortable with. Too little rest, too many thoughts.
- The sound of silence.
- Seven little speeches, each one a sliver of the story, a piece of our hearts.
- The routine of the work is soothing. Familiar and orderly, even when it’s busy. The best parts of customer service.
- He has my best interest at heart.
- Atmospheric tension that has nothing to do with me yet laps at my feet tempting me to wade in. Not today, Satan.
- Don’t let me get used to this. Let me always be grateful.
- I’m both thrilled at the early arrival and panicked about the now-overlap of all I’d planned to do beforehand. Add it to the muddy pool of emotions and let it go.
- Another “late night” for this 5am-er. I’ll get a handle on this someday.
- I did my best. Is it enough?
Noticing.FortyFour
Of the state of my undereyes, not getting involved, and wondering if I’ll ever give myself a break.