Just read this book, and it made me all teary and sad. I am now at a loose end for some cheery distractions. Dinner would be nice, though I feel not up to making anything. Wallowing is fine for now.
I love things that can inspire me for a few moments. I love the feeling of the winter sun. I love a day spent unproductively just as much as I love a day spent productively. I'm a notorious procrastinator. I love to spend hours rummaging though op shops and markets, and fill my room with my treasured finds.
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