Days have gone by since the garage sale. From here on out, I will refer to that day as the time we had a garage sale.
The cosmic air or whatever energy it is, is calm. Nothing is going haywire in my family's life- nor the outside world. I did have that one-moment last night where I thought, 'Damn if I had only known, I would have memorized the lottery numbers'
Sitting on the edge of my single bed, staring at the moonlight filtering through the blinds, the quiet hum of the world around me is oddly calming. Zulu is on her side of the room fast asleep as well, but unlike the past few days of overthinking and panicking on whether my mother and sister would face death only differently this time, I am at peace.
