It's 6:22 pm and we're already back from trick or treating. I ordered Jimmy Johns delivery mostly because I wanted a pop so bad and don't have a car right now to go to a drive-thru. I told the kids they could have three pieces of candy before dinner.
We went from house to house in the daylight, and Gray just laughed and laughed at his friends and skipped along swinging his bucket. I met neighbors I've never known. This is good.
I am retreating again, to family and home and feeling distant from everything and everyone else. And it's kind of comforting? If we decide to have only one car I will be stuck here, but responsible feels better than a whole lot of other things.
I am so happy it's going to be November. If anything, to start with an empty cup. I know it will fill. Let me enjoy this. Can I just sit back and smile for a while. What if the only words I said were thank you. They are enough.
A man wrote in a notebook as each child came up for candy. Was it a tally of how many kids came by? Was he writing down which costumes he saw? I wish I'd asked. But it doesn't really matter. I don't need to know everything. My heart, my head are better off when I don't.
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