Remember that $300 wig I wanted to buy a few months ago? I had the urge to go out at night by myself, incognito, to music shows. Well, I've been doing just that - minus the wig. Almost every weekend recently, and I love it. I didn't need a $300 wig. I just showed up with my bad self, looking the way I look, and I did what I wanted to do.

Work; sleep; friends; daydream; rest.
Tea at the end of every day.
Mondays: I ride my bike. I pick up my veggie box.
Tuesdays: I have a friend over to help me eat it.
Fridays: "me" night.
Saturday morning: farmer's market, bacon, cheese, fruit. thrift store.
Strawberries are in season right now...
Saturday afternoons: berry feasting and a fruit-induced sugar coma.
Napping until I go to see my best friend.