Wednesday August 23rd

The way that the sky turns pink on summer nights at the beach.

Solar eclipse during therapy and EMDR = some major releasing.

​When I figured out that I can pause Instagram stories by pressing the screen. Brilliant.

Adaptive driving assessment. Redefining disability. Challenging assumptions, labels & beliefs.

Planning to roast a million summer tomatoes for soup.

The discovery that potato peeler finger injuries are real and painful. Mine took 20 days to heal fully.

Late night talks about poetry, death & dreams.  About showing up.  About presence and avoidance.  

Nachos and guacamole from Las Olas.

The joy of a new-to-us car for the manchild.  The muscle memory of driving a standard.  Windows down, sunroof open, music blaring.  The sweet vanilla scent of the previous owner's cigar.  Smiling while driving.  

Waiting to hear about the insurance complaints.

Entertaining out of towners who flock to Maine in August.  

Planning for some solo time next week.  

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