So, I had my nails done and made bread.

The lady who did my nails was so sweet. She was rubbing my arms, and I felt kind of ashamed by what she saw. SHe just rubbed them with lotion and looked at me with such kindness. She is Asian. I guess she's seen a lot.

My nails look great. I mean great.

For some reason, I took a lot of comfort in getting that manicure done, then coming home to a warm house and the smell of bread.

I spoke to a friend and took a long nap. Then I had a great cup of coffee.

I'll make it back. I will, I will.