One night last week, I was literally hard and fast asleep on the couch by the time Wheel of Fortune came on. I have a vague memory of Justin leaning down to kiss me goodbye on his way to work. He seemed hazy & far away to my sleep heavy eyes. I tried to make out the numbers on the clock. Y'all, it was 7:40pm. For a moment, I felt very old and then I fell back asleep.
Life lately has been full and good. I taught a photography class to some kids in the south Bronx everyday last week. I loved watching them learn new words like composition and perspective and portfolio. They kept me on my toes, though. Now you know why I was rendered into deep slumber before primetime TV aired.
I know this is backtracking, but I'm going to do it anyway. We celebrated the fourth of July surrounded by friends, old and new, young and old(er). The day was hot as Hades, but we managed. We witnessed New York's grand firework display from the rooftop of one of Justin's coworkers. We also tried apple pie moonshine on that rooftop. It tasted less like gasoline and more like apple pie, was made in California, and was not served out of an old boot, so I don't think it was legit. Either way, we watched the night sky light up and my heart was thankful.
Full and thankful. That's us lately.