Letter to a Friend

Sorry, it’s been a quiet depressive day. I didn’t go for a walk today, which I feel guilty for. But tomorrow is a new day. I finally mixed up new bread dough for the next two weeks. It’s in the fridge and I will bake it tomorrow. I have plans to make more breakfast sandwiches for the next two weeks. I’ve been taking them for lunch at work. Quick and easy. I also have turkey for meatballs I hope to make tomorrow. I was going to do it all today but I couldn’t make my body move if my life depended on it. I finally mixed the dough in the dark because I couldn’t even bear to turn the light on. But I did it and that’s what counts. I painted for a little while this afternoon. I think it broke me from my trance just enough to get the dough mixed. Silly painting, colors, blobs, but something other than the vast nothingness brainscape. 

I love everything bagel anything. I have the seasoning and use it on my crackers (I made some this morning—forgot about that).

I hope you’re doing okay and that you sleep well

XOXOXO

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