Is that today? Is that tomorrow? Or was it yesterday?
Days are blurry. Like the boxes, I can't tell where one begins and where the next one ends.
Above the boxes reads the word July. July is one of those strong words that can stand on its own.
I'm pretty sure it still is July. There's no way I blindly went through an entire month or at least I hope not.
The number four box calls my attention again. Above the 'I love you' was a bolding statement.