Last night we went to a letter writing event put on by Sac Prisoner Support. It was fun to extend friendship in a limited way.
This morning I’m eating my cereal with lots of almond slices in it.
I read a friend’s dream about a haunted Pepsi machine.
We found something beside our front door, some things a friend promised. But did she knock and we didn’t hear? Oh, please knock louder next time.