My first stressless sleep in a *looong* time was followed by this glorious morning and I feel totally holy. Eating avocado on dense rye bread toast, shaving my legs, waltzing about in my underwear and sighing contentedly to Joanna Newsom makes me pure and good and *cleeaan* Hair is washed, fingernails are clipped, and the only thing left to do for
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Dressing for Sunday Best is like, the most pressure ever, *everrrr*.
And I'm glad I like Lillian too. Though y'know, cognitive dissidence... But liking her makes me feel good/better, and for that I will continue.
P.s, the day ended up being not-so-good which is REALLY annoying!
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