here, it is quiet.

the rain is falling. there is a game of scrabble paused on the floor. i am sitting on the couch, typing this on my phone. atlas is sleeping next to me, exhausted from the excitement of yesterday, when a turkey was cooked in his oven.

i have family in town for the long weekend. they are exploring portland for a few hours while i stay with atlas and make them cinnamon rolls.

here, all is well.

i wish you love and warmth, wherever you are, whoever you’re with, whatever you’re doing.