Shaky peace between the siblings.
They’re not supposed to watch a movie, but I’m letting them so there’ll be zen, some tranquility and placidity.
Jack says he wants to go to “the Bodega Bay” as he calls it. Makes me smile. With the wording structure, and it’s something I want to do. More and more, older I get, I want the ocean. The walks, the air, trees close by, sitting somewhere and writing looking at waves and Seagulls looking for whatever they can.
One more cup of coffee. Kids ask me why I have to do work and I say so I can get ahead so I won’t fall behind. I don’t understand my own answer.