texting with my dad
- me: when is my next doc appt again?
- dad: [date & time]
- me: gracias senor! you are a bounty of info!
- dad: yes I am! harvest it while you can!
there’s a flurry of snow outside and i don’t even care that it’s april and that’s obscene because the windows of this coffee shop are fogging up and i have fancy gourmet hot chocolate and my grizzly bear pandora is just so. on. point. this morning