Forty-Two

My old Bavarian friend Becca has been visiting since Friday and we burned through the weekend properly—shopping, a night out at Knaack, the wave pool, the best chai tea in the city, vodka-grapefruit, cowboy hats, a morning run, potato salad, good weather, bad weather, Resident Evil, more shopping, more sleeping. Today is Monday, my (mostly earned) vacation starts now, and the whole thing is about to go around again.