Tonight we went to choir practice. It makes me feel good to sing.
Today we walked to the co-op for pretend butter. It was mostly uneventful. There is a smashed tv on the sidewalk between here and there, though. And some new graffiti–I’ll try to remember to take a picture for you.
This morning–again–there was someone sleeping in front of the women’s center I go to for free breakfast. We said hi. He wasn’t actually asleep. On my way out, he and I made eye contact, and I smiled, but afterward I was afraid it had looked like a smirk.
–maple and brown sugar oatmeal packet, one
–bread with pretend butter