Happy Sunday, world. It’s bright and cloudy and I don’t understand it but it works.
It was another day on the couch for us. TV and cuddles. My anxiety is getting better. We had dinner at his parents’ house, and another one planned for tonight.
We’re hanging around again today, just like much of yesterday. Shawshank is puttering around doing chores, news is on TV, coffee in a pot. It’s nice.
I missed this.
