To all my fellow mothers - be you full, step, in-law, mother of furbabies, former, or anything in between - may your day be filled with love, laughter, and relaxation.
Looks like there's a storm rolling in tomorrow night. I don't think we'll get it as bad as down South, but I'll take the rain over the heat.
Maybe I'll go down to the Harbor and watch the boats ride the waves. It isn't any better knowing who I am. It isn't any better being topside while I watch the people I used to know not know who they are. I miss my fucking boat.