Leftovers #35
Five days of not much (apart from about five seasons of The Hills, I’m semi-ashamed to say). Mainly lying down. Mainly thinking about writing publicly about private feelings and remembering that I am not an island and although you can own your feelings, they are part of an intricate, intimate system with everyone else you share your life with. A lot of food for thought. A lunch at my favourite spot with someone who used to be my favourite human. A lot of food. A lot of thoughts. Two dinners at home with my parents; two baths (and two beers) and one walk in the woods. Returning to emails and kind of enjoying it. One month until my best friend as a baby, six months until I visit her. Plans for an East Coast summer. To be continued; for now here are a few recommendations and recipes, one day late. But better than never.
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