fewer people than most months. sixty miles there and back, and i probably should have stayed home to do homework, but it's a brief half an afternoon and evening of taking a break.
not going tomorrow, or i'd never get everything done.
i got to get home to the house smelling of recently burned sage; i'd let myself sit and appreciate it, but that doesn't clear windows or my to-do list.
i have so many things to get done.