February 23, 2017:

My friend is having a bad day. Her back is sore, she's cranky, she maybe could've used another hour's sleep. The car is confining.

I try to make her laugh and fail all morning.

It's stressful for me. I want her to be happy, I hope the mood could be relaxed and light-hearted.

In the evening things are better. She's rested, we're out of the car, we're in a beautiful place. All things must pass.