It is the day of wrapping up, catching all the loose ends and weaving them in. Naming names. Friday, a roll-call day. Who exactly showed up for this? And what did they bring to the party? I am tender in my belly. I am craving simplicity and conclusion. Not because I'm ready to be done, but because I am not and done is coming regardless and so I would avoid the hemorrhaging tear of being broken off mid-stream.