Sunny day
I go upstairs to start on my weekend morning workout but then I just lie down on the bed in the guest room and listen to the sounds coming through the open window.
Jay is tired, so tired in the evening. I ask her why she didn’t take that afternoon nap with me but rather put away books and clutter from the nightstands instead, and she says confidently: “It was the right day to do it.”
The movie on the TV spills over excitement over travelling to new places, meeting new people and opening oneself to new adventures.
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