Last night was fun. I felt free and easy, a weight of social anxiety lifted. Made it to the service, my first scouting out of the Unitarian Church. Sand left in my shoes feels soft and comforting. A fabulous day of farmers market and cooking. Flavors and spices turned out just right. Warm house filled with the smells of baking on a rainy day. I feel the way squirrel looks smiling through fat cheeks stuffed with nuts. The whole family cozy on the couch. Steinbeck’s Red Pony waiting for me.