Monday, December 28, 2020

Day 308

 


It was a wasted day and I don’t want to repeat it. Rosalie and I texted early about a brainstorming session by phone later this morning to share and inspire ourselves out of the dark time trench. She knits, draws, spins, etc and I am bereft of those skills. I’ll have to drum up my version of saving my own wellness. I have dog people who help because they need water and food. Just keeping the basics is a chore and not the usual smiling joy.

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