- My alarm sounds like the theme music from from a nineties video game. When it goes off AB complains that it is not soothing enough. I tell her that I don’t care. She proceeds to jump around our bedroom as if she is Mario from Super Mario Brothers making the noises, acting as if she ate a mushroom and has grown, and just being an all around character. A. She taught me to not care about certain things. B. I wish to be as free as she is but just watching her be free is plenty good for me. For now.
- Darian is oversleeping in his bedroom which is next to ours. He is alive, loved, and comfortable.
- Snapchat, it’s filters, my best friend’s stories.
- My mother’s hilarity and our text messages.
- On Sunday my father kissed my cheek and refrained from lecturing me on how to lose weight. I’m losing it. I obviously have it covered. I think he gets that.
- Today is the first day of my writer’s retreat. I plan to write, and write, and write, and write. With a little editing and planning thrown in for balance.
- My grandmother is alive she has lived through so many things and I’m getting better at preparing myself for when she is ready to be done with this earth.
- Friends who come to your job just to hug you and kiss your cheeks. Those are the best kinds.
- Cyn. Mystical, Warrior, Woman; full of grace and knowledge.
- That gospel song that goes “Woke me up this morning started me on my way.” that one. That happened.
- Love. It’s all we need.
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