Of quick exits, looking at groceries differently, and the peace that surpasses all understanding.

  1. Three down. Sixty-seven to go.
  2. Dressed, breakfasted, and out the door in record time. I even get props for efficiency. I’m weirdly proud of myself.
  3. She picks me up, and I have a brief but intense moment of panic before I get in the car. After two-plus years of weekly visits, the last six months have been so quiet.
  4. There needs to be a bedside manner rehab for dentists.
  5. I walk the aisles differently now. Eyes sharp for yellow and red indicators, extrapolating shelf life, parsing weights and volumes–a cheerful prepper storing up supplies for the quiet chaos to come.
  6. There’s nothing like listening to someone talk about what sets them on fire. I’m lost in her sea of words and passion and let myself get swept away.
  7. I managed to swing way under today and make up the difference with a small bucketful of Oreo Os. No regrets.
  8. 130, 129, 485, 90, 765. A blur of numbers and possibilities branching off into infinity.
  9. I’m exhausted from people-ing and it’s way past my bedtime, but it was worth it to hear the approval in his voice. I hold it up against my heart and am surprised at its weight.
  10. Shalom. Against all odds, shalom.

Author: Ellie

Uppity stardust. Will eat (almost) anything.

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