#10: Love and Light

When the sun lit up the tent this morning, I thanked the gods. The night was cold, uncomfortable, and almost frightening. Honestly, it wasn’t until the sun came up that I really rested easily.

I heard Claire slip into her clothes and sneak outside right when morning broke and I rolled over. She stirred and blew on the fire, and I wanted to stay right where I was until the fire was raging; I was so damn cold.

I don’t know how long I slept. I wrapped a blanket around myself and went outside. I’m always a little self conscious about my body the morning after I sleep with her. She gave me coffee and I turned away the breakfast that she made.

A lot on my mind.

We talked about our plans for the day. We had been gone for nearly a week and it was time to go back home. I don’t know how much longer we can last.

I don’t love my husband; not anymore. But I don’t think Claire understands that I do have a husband; that it matters for something.

I was so happy to see the sunlight touching every part of the desert. What was dark and frightening is docile, now, an object of complacence. The clairity wrought upon the world was welcome.

She said something that I didn't quite hear.

"We have a lot of ground to cover today," I said.

Related: #9: Love and Darkness

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