I woke up super-cranky today–I was woken up many times, by terrible sounds outside, including the yelling guy, who was not at his usual spot but somewhere down the street but still loud. Our own insomnia kept us up too. But I had emotional dreams about my friend’s brother dying, and it was so sudden.
I made a tape for my friend P and tried to chin up. I’m feeling better now. Yesterday I made dal and some riata. Both are delicious today, and there’s choir practice tonight. Erik just made me some weird chai with way too much licorice in it, and it’s good with vanilla soymilk and powdered milk powder and honey–creamy, sweet.