Day 165: Namaste

It's chilly in my apartment tonight, and I'm glad for my Dale sweater, and for the chill that invites me to wear it. It's been a long day that embraced chauffeuring and getting people settled and a long afternoon of board games capped off by dinner on the couch.

And a time of living inside my clothes. My "time off" time. Earned by a sense of accomplishment and meaning. Seized so rarely, the more sweet is the feeling.