this morning #1574.
this morning, a few hours before the school day started, i was back out in the woods behind the school. alone this time. standing at the spot where we’d buried our objects. with sleep deprivation reigning over my brain, i’d come here without a plan. i knew i had to get my parents’ statue back. STAT. that was it though. hadn’t thought things through enough to bring a shovel along & i wasn’t going to dig it up with my bare hands. i’d have to return tonight under cover of dark. probably better that way anyhow. safer. plus, it’ll give me the rest of the day to think of an item to replace it. hadn’t thought of that part either but i’d decided to play along this time. i’ll see where the day takes me & choose what to remove from my life.