It was almost midnight when I called her, not because something was wrong, but because I heard a song that reminded me of high school. We talked for an hour about nothing and everything — exes who don’t matter anymore, parents who are getting older, and how we still haven't
Rain tapping against the window always makes me feel safe and slow. I wrap myself in a blanket, pick up that book I’ve been meaning to read, and let the gray sky give me permission to do absolutely nothing productive.