Coffee made here this morning. That Starbucks wait, every morning, incensing me.
Sip 1, perfect temp. Planning day from drive to sleep. Immediately home after day in the city. Maybe Oliver’s first for dinner but early bed.
Ms. Kerri texting me back quickly after my early text just before six. Missing her, and it’s affecting my mood. No time for it though, push through.
Reconnecting with my Uncle Stevie yesterday over LinkedIn then text then a long call on the way home. Spoke from about Tiburon to Mom and Dad’s in Skyhawk.
Raining lightly. Teaching me. More gratitude –