Every night I wake up into this awful sickening void. Melbcatless. I loved her. Unsure if I’m giving myself a break to heal or self isolating.

The trigger of the spray cleaner bottle wasn’t springing back after being depressed so I got in the habit of pushing it forward with my ring finger to keep on spraying… doing that scraped some skin off my finger and it’s now trying to get infected. I’ve attended to it and it’s starting to look better but I’m watching.

Haven’t seen the shadow around. It’s a mix of relief and guilt.

I’ve sent a get well package to someone, I forgot if they’re a tea person 😵‍💫