A run today, at some point. Much later. Tired still, coffee not much working.
Emma says something I ask her what she said. “Nothing…”
Seeing certain aspects of life in a different way. Wouldn’t say the cliche of clearer, but… something.
No planning day, no anxiety over what I should or shouldn’t do. React to the Now. Log the current scene and stage, characters…. Emma and I, orange juice and coffee. Thought about a latte, but no. $6.05 every time, if I get a quad-shot. And I think $5.15 if I do a triple. No thanks. No more.