November 26, 2018
It's happened again. Slept for majority of the day. My To-Do list sat on the other bed: forlorn, confused, and neglected. I sent a love note from across the room: "Don't be sad, we'll spend time this week." Technically it's still my Sunday night so...I'm lolling around. The Kominsky Method and Nothing to Hide today. Potato chips and Goya chocolates and ensaymadas, too. Had a dream of me washing my face and looking for my Aveeno body wash. Lots of other details, too, that are lost on me now. Wanna sleep again. Chilly now, no? I love it.