I realize what’s wrong with a lot of heartwarming books.
I read Mike Madison’s Blithe Tomato and am inspired by his writing style.
I gripe about comics.
I clean, tidy, and scan 200 photos.
Photos of some of the Christmas gifts I’ve made.
I reread my old journals, reunite with old friends, and decide to take a break.
Quick rundown of what I’ve done in the past three days.