Ming bought me this beautiful new mala. And a rainbow pouch. I asked Mom if she could make one, and she said yes, but I don’t really need two.
Today we’re going to an art show. I’ll sing you a good luck song. That’s what it’s called. Love it. I would like to know a good luck song. I should write one.
I wrote for an hour, working on a long letter. I drew a mandala. It looks good.
Mom showed me an old picture from 38 years ago. She’s showing me pics from her phone. From when Dad was alive. Gives me feels.