from the Logbook
Things for which I am grateful, even as I struggle to sort out the pieces of the day:
Things for which I am grateful, even as I struggle to sort out the pieces of the day:
strong-brewed chai, savoury, steaming
peanut butter scooped from the container with and eaten from table spoons
Imogen Heap
sunflower seeds in a stir-fry
Imogen Heap
sunflower seeds in a stir-fry
clean, open rooms
the tiny private den created by the new filing cabinets placed temporarily in the living room
sunsets that leave me breathless
sunsets that leave me breathless
mock-punch fights in the hall
the stack of books awaiting reading to completion
my memories of Washington
my memories of my family, to be taken out and replayed over and over until they blur from running through my head
strength to jog a mile's distance (sometimes, but not today)
the ability to rest today, to recognise that my body needs the rest
Howl's Moving Castle
coffee and long, comfortable pants
low tables
low tables
high counters and high stools
candles, lists on Tumblr, and calcium magnesium tablets
anime to be watched; anime to be rewatched
moisturising cream
It's jog, not job. -.-
ReplyDeleteIf you would have refreshed the page before commenting, dear, you might have noticed that I corrected that typo prior to your observant mention. -.-
DeleteYay for lists like these. What a refreshing list, compared to the ordinary, quotidian list full of things yet to be done...make it a beautiful habit, people, to write lists such as this!
ReplyDeleteNo more posts? I don't have a good way to hear from you right now so I feel like it's been a long time...
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