I’m going to make vegan pesto. I need nutritional yeast. I have all the other things.
The sun’s about to come up. My right hand is so weak.
I checked some books out from the library about saving money.
I’m remembering toward the end of the ER ordeal we were in an exam room with fabric curtains for walls and could hear the conversations of people in the other rooms. I remember the things they said. The guy with failing kidneys and a failing heart. The woman here on vacation with the really bad headache. Her husband’s radio voice. So much sadness.
Tomorrow I think I’ll go as Laura-Marie in a Dress, for Halloween.