i made a vague excuse after dinner (he ordered something in Spanish without really knowing what it was, which was nice) to walk home early under the pretense that i would get work done and fold my laundry. i lingered on the train platform, contemplating today’s surprising rain.
at home, i tidied my desk, cloned some GitHub repositories onto my home drive, lit a candle, and read Louise Glück over and over again until i could no longer blink back what i felt. then i read it again.
i stood up and went to the kitchen to caramelize some brussels sprouts.