I just went on a date with myself at Chipotle. As in, I sat at the stools facing the window, staring shyly up at my reflection between bites of burrito.
For dinner, I made curried pork tenderloin with rice, and my brother decides to go to bed instead, so I’m sitting here with two place settings, a lot of food, waiting for my mom to come home from her meeting, alone.
Two days ago: 45 degrees
Yesterday: 45 degrees
Today: 25 degrees