How We See, How We Are Seen

I broke my glasses in a game of dodgeball. Well technically Baptiste broke them when he threw a ball at my face. No harm done. Cris fixed a salad and Rick made a meatloaf. The whole house smelled like wine at my Nanny's house. I had a fruit smoothie for dessert. A gentle voice sang... since I tell you my every day, my darling. I thought about a waterpark and the coming day. Another voice spoke to me and said... don't brag about tomorrow, since you don't know what the day will bring.