At My Grandfather’s Will Reading My Father Said I Would Get Nothing

schedule didn’t leave much room for anything else, which helped. Thinking too much only made things heavier.

On Sundays, when the exhaustion settled deep into my bones, I would drive without a plan.

Just to breathe.

Just to remember that there was still space in the world that didn’t expect anything from me.

That’s when the mountains started to feel like continue reading …