Today was Dylan's Blood on the Tracks. It was baby blue sky and puffy cotton ball clouds. Today was silence in noise. Today was waking up to rainy streets and cold weather. Today was cold wind blowing through my hair. Today was working. Getting caught up. Today was following lines across screens and marking things off the list. Today was exactly one week away from Christmas Eve. Today was exactly 8 days away from when I go on vacation. Today was hearty, full and ripe. Today was a tomato in the salad of life. Today was beautiful.

And thankfully, Today is over. Bring on the future.

:shutting off her brain and closing down the shop: