Past 9am. Browsing for cookies but in the kitchen. Too, having another coffee for that, watching certain rituals as a substitute for whatever, and noticing ones own inability to keep them controlled. A day of pale white skies.
Past 9am. Browsing for cookies but in the kitchen. Too, having another coffee for that, watching certain rituals as a substitute for whatever, and noticing ones own inability to keep them controlled. A day of pale white skies.