someone left a book on caltrain #81 yesterday. it was women who think too much.
so much of what i do and live around involves food. i’m not even hungry yet i’m lost without the ritual of food. what do i do for the next hour and a half before we leave for surgery? and if we arrive early, what do we do instead of going for coffee at peets?
leanne bought $130 of groceries, and wrote a menu for me for my recovery, which includes that onion soup with the buckwheat crepes i like so much. there is also a list of no less than nine rented movies.
it’s a clear, sunny day; wanda’s sitting in the sun and through the windows it looks like spring.