and the fresh ingredients required. A system in time formulating. A CV to polish off. The clutter to sweep away in the space to bake. The sensible order in which to do it all.
The much needed slow rest in this morning. A pick me up. A little shopping. A little clearing. A little baking. A little paperwork. A little big bath. An evening cosied up with treats and a good programme to transport and be elsewhere for a few hours.
Who says we are lonely in loss. I have plenty to keep occupied. The flip of the coin. Compulsive hoards in too much. The mind can overload ... in the occupy ...
The conflicts and misrepresentation of how one copes ... beyond grief .. the few in the know who do know how busy I keep ... when and where I can ... in this muddle ...
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