clear as day

in between some this american life and pop songs i will never admit to listening to (okay, not really: it was this one and this one)

in the midst of remembering an epic conversation last night and thinking ahead to a friend’s return home next week

between creaming butter and sugar to make this tart and zesting lemons to bake into a set of these cookies

to bring along to a dinner with friends tonight

i am remembering that life is good, life is good.

and sometimes even in a way that i can see.


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