Friday, January 24

The end of a long weird week. It seemed like it lasted for two weeks. Today was work, school, ordering in from How Lee, Lost, and The Way Home. Molly sent us a set of press-on nails that she's obsessed with, and Lucia and I both gave ourselves very fancy manicures. Typing is difficult.

I'm starting to shed a lot of hair--what the scalp-cooling people said would happen exactly at this point. Nutmeg is going through a molt right now, tufts of hair flying, so she and I are basically on a joint quest to destroy our vacuum cleaner.

I'm going to do a digital detox this weekend. Everything I read upsets me. I don't have the mental space for that right now.