retreat

We need to talk.
I need to ask him about work.
I forgot to tell him about the bees.

I screamed when he called to tell me he was sitting on the front porch. Screamed, "Go away!"

It just seems that once a month maybe I need to get in my own little cave and miss people.
My brain is way too slow for a fast life, and my boss is a basketball coach.



Today I am grateful to be able to trust people, for quiet, a visit, a text, a call, and a weekend.