November was literally swallowed up by flames and their smouldering aftermath, December was devoured by the holidays, and January has, thus far, been riddled with pain-in-the-rear sicknesses that have knocked the majorit
When life gets busy, I don’t cook. We live off of scrambled eggs and toast, or beans and toast, or melted cheese on toast. Or just straight up toast.
Last week I was really stressed out and was experiencing consistent stomach pains.
In exchange for that single moment of elation after I put the dinner dishes away and don’t have to immediately yank the lunch fixings out of the fridge to assemble school meals for the next day, comes the starknes
Karenna snapped this photo today, capturing the blur of the morning.