November

 What November has looked like:

- reading ebooks from the library. Grateful.

- medicine that doesn’t work, which means the thing it’s supposed to help with gets worse… but all the side effects slacken off. It’s a weird thing feeling half worse and half better all at the same time.

- painting, very slowly and not a lot. I have missed playing with real paint. Digital is fantastic, but it isn’t quite the same.

- finding food difficult. This works with point 2: the less the medicine works, the worse a whole bunch of stuff gets.

- warm duvets, hot water bottles. Hot chocolate, blankets. Staying as warm as we can. 

I’m not sure what December will hold, and I’m not going to worry about it for another week. Time is weird and I feel like this year has lasted about five minutes. And yet so much has been accomplished and tried and worked through and what not. And that’s something. 

Take care.