Done This Week

What if I just read everything all the time? What if I pretend nothing is real? What if I just do that? Please let me do that?

Lewisia: 3 new pieces written

Gratitude journaling: 35 new entries

Tumblr queue: 35 posts added

Day job: 42 hours

Cooking: just a bit of baked chicken breast to round out my fruit and cheese platters again--simple is good

Reading: finished Transfigurations at last, in part at home because I got sick of waiting to be left alone at work; Maureen Johnson's The Vanishing Stair as well

plague journaling

I, like a fool, have allowed myself to get sunburnt. The pumpkin patch area was ready, though, and pumpkins aren't going to plant themselves.

I mean. Technically, they absolutely are somewhere, that's how plants work, otherwise--

Needed to plant pumpkins. Sun exists. Bad things happened as a result. Sometimes the plague feels, on an entirely personal level, to be just a meaningless backdrop against which my own far more immediate inability to look out for myself will play out.

I...friends, I need Halloween to be okay. I don't care if I can't go out--when do I ever go out anyway--but I need things to be, like, not actively on fire. I need to be able to decorate. I need a pumpkin patch. I need to wear a costume. I need to make thematically appropriate foodstuffs requiring way too much effort relative to reward. I need my very specific, very quiet brand of fun. I need Halloween to still happen, even if it's not totally normal.

............pumpkins......