[writes this while sitting up in bed drinking tea]
one of the good things about being sick is suddenly having all this extra time added to your life. today i am abusing this gift by, not wallowing in self pity, but working. [lets get real, who works when they're sick?]mom is out to conversational french lessons and this feeling of being alone in the house makes me want to do something reckless. like eat all the nutella. or dance around in my underwear.
happy cupcake monday for yesterday.
[more tea is needed] imcraving- hello pandas, rasberries, sleep, more florence&the machine, anything with mint in it, a bath in lavender bubbles, sunshine, seeing you.
[how great is this picture?]
"It was one of those perfect English autumnal days which occur more frequently in memory than in life." -P.D. James
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