5 1/2 x 8 - framed (sold)
Check-ins are a part of daily life. Knocking on bedroom doors an hour to midnight, with a clipboard in hand, baggy sweatpants tucked into socks, I feel a bit intrusive. And yet, when I head straight to my own bed after seeing/hearing that everyone is where they are supposed to be, there is a sense of comfort. As of 11:37, all is quiet, the stars are bright, and the wind is cold.
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