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This afternoon, an interesting mix

of writing extremely depressed poetry
a wonderful discovery that hazelnut creamer in hazelnut coffee is not too much hazelnut and actually delicious
reading vintage romance novel with my cockatiel, who evolved from upon my shoulder to sitting under my chin
ironing cloth napkins
taking pictures of things
doing some dishes
trying to fix the file of the novel I am writing which became corrupted when my laptop battery ran out
feeling like if I deleted that file and started over I would be better off, ha ha
feeling so much better after I wrote that depressed poem
took an egg from Snow White's favorite hollow
it was cold and gray all morning, the air looked like an autumnal corpse, which suited my mood perfectly
it is sunny and cheerful now, which suits my mood perfectly



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