Ramblings on a Hot Summer Morning

I had a lovely walk and a coffee at Aura with the doggo. It’s another hot and sticky day here in Brooklyn, but the apartment is cool, and I’m chugging water like an elephant. I might ice my feet, but for now, I’m okay.

I sent a story out last night about developing photos of an old love. Parts of it are true, but mostly it comes from a wish that I had taken more pictures when I was younger, of myself, my…