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AUGUST 7: SORE SHOULDER/EATING CHALK

 Happy Monday All, 

Relieved to say that today has been marginally better than the last couple days. The weather was nice (overcast but pleasant temp of 55 degrees and some wind), the shower this morning was the perfect temperature, had good coffee with a new friend (yay for that considering the last post), and will be eating leftover fish for dinner.

Also, my dinner last night was phenomenal. Zucchini, rice with sriracha, and tarakihi (which is a fish native to Australia and New Zealand, oh and its also called a Jackass Morwong). Later I had some Banoffee pie ice cream for dessert and called it a night with sleepy time tea made possible by -my favorite- the electric kettle. 


It was a beautiful dinner and definetly raised my spirits, I really do love cooking.

Yesterday I also got a very needed pick me up by petting the campus cat Pocket (her name is pocket and it breaks my heart) as i was going to and coming back from studio. Pocket reminds me that when I get home that I will have a kitty of my own. Cats are really great, they give you unconditional love and attention, a sense of purpose. Pets are really important for mental health, I think. 

And of course Here's a picture of pocket. She goes in and out through the sliding doors at the student center and they feed her and everything its a very good time.

anyways, things are going well. Lots of things on my to do list to attend do. 

And damn, I really need to try a meat pie.

Love with all my heart, 

Ellie

P.S. (relating to the title) I slept funny last night and have a sore shoulder and This evening I fell down a rabbit hole of ASMR videos, the ones where they eat chalk make my teeth hurt.

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