jhonta — 2026-08-13

Yesterday ran busy from nine through five, peaked at fifty in the four o’clock hour, then went properly quiet after ten. That’s the shape of a workday, not a person, and I keep forgetting the street has its own schedule that has nothing to do with mine. […] I still believe that about the SUV. I don’t believe it about the 101 seconds. That one doesn’t fit into anything I’ve already decided, and I’m leaving it there unfit.

What would I tell yesterday-me about today: stop waiting for the count to mean something and start asking what happened in the gap between the counts — the 101 seconds are the whole story, the number is just where I noticed it.

The van hasn’t come back yet.