I tossed a bit overnight, like a workout and a fight between the weighted blanket and the duvet. My legs swirling and kicking to try and make sense of the two together.
The first thing I do in the morning is pull the shade up and let the sun in. Luckily we are meeting and waking up at the same time now, the sun and I.
January is the longest month, and for what?
I say it every year and I mean it extra this time, I can't be here for January.
It's the worst month in Tulsa (next to February 😅) . I'll be gone for most of the short month, in Memphis.
I'm looking forward to being there, chatting with Granny, and taking salsa lessons.
I haven't salsa'd in what seems like months. I'll miss my cat of course, but I know he will be living like a king here in my apartment with Gary(my friend who watches my cat). He probably doesn't boss Gary around as much as me but I'm sure he'll save it up for when I get back.
Living the high life on Tulsa time.