yesterday

Yesterday was I was alone for the morning/afternoon. It was nice... I'm not complaining about my usual life, but it's always nice to clean and cook without anyone else around. I'm not entirely sure why. And then, sometimes, I get this odd feeling of timelessness. I'm not using that word to mean heirloom qualities, I mean that, when I'm alone, I sometimes lose a sense of time. I think - what's next? Do I study? Do I take pictures? Or do nothing?

I can't imagine what it would be like to alone all the time.

It took some acrobats to take that pic of my feet.

Me and Dad made a really yummy dinner. He made the potatoes, I made the fish and kale. :) It was great.

I missed the jets' intersection by just thaaaat much.

Quinn pulled out the old sailboat. It doesn't have a sail, but the boat is all there. I had forgotten that we used to play on it when we were kids, not in the water, but in the backyard. It was strange to feel the surface again and see the blue metal hinges and the old rudder. I don't usually forget things and then have them brought back like that, it was kind of nice.

I'm going to double post tonight, because I have pictures from today as well. :)

So I will give you one half of a good night.