So the whole side of my neck has turned the same sickly yellow as my cheek, and I keep getting waves of nausea. I feel like I’m putrefying. Anybody else have that happen after dental surgery? Or am I just turning into a zombie?
Stacey and I are in an unstable orbit of distancing-and-reconciliation.
It’s such a pretty, cozy thanksgiving. Snow on the ground and warm baking smells inside. I don’t want it to be the end of an age. But it was always easy to pretend everything was okay on holidays, with nothing to do but eat and make merry with the family. It always got harder once the real world re-intruded itself, and I stopped ignoring the bank accounts and started having to balance all the demands again.