Life is full of windows. The flowers we commandeered from Tim & Nicole’s wedding are drooping and wilting. Their window of perceived beauty is closing.

It’s 90 degrees outside now. Summer’s trying to sneak in the open window.

It’s 5:30 and my unmotivated, late-starting day is coming to an end. I’m not sure if I crammed enough into the working hours, but I feel like I did, so that’s OK, right?