There is a heart drawn around Monday’s date on my calendar. February 12, 2018. The day I typed “The End”.
The day started out much like any other typical Monday. The Missouri Ozarks outside my window lay blanketed in ice. From the grass to the treetops, everything glistened in the early morning sunlight. I burrowed under my fleece blanket and sipped on my coffee. Today was the day. I could feel it.