January is a tough month, but I'm never prepared for it to be as damaging as it is to me. All I really want to do is read stories. Long stories with Russian characters who never expect things to turn out well.
Cheerful girl I am today, I know.
Charlie and I walked at Beech Hill yesterday afternoon, while everyone else was watching football ... while Fiona was Facetime-ing her friend in England and not doing her reading. January.
Thank god Charlie went walking with me. Last week he told me I needed to get more sunshine.
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