—maybe this is just me, probably not you—some days there’s a long list of stuff a person should do but a very short list—actually not a single thing—a person actually intends to get done. Like today.
That window over there is really dirty and this one’s not much better but I can still see through them, the sheets can stay on one more day, and I still have enough clean socks to last through the weekend. And it’s another beautiful sunny day and all the leaves popped out overnight.
You know that day? For a week or so the trees are all full of little green buds and sort of sprouty things and then one day, that day, you look up and there are leaves. Everywhere. On everything. Real leaves.
Today’s it.
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