In that brief respite I thought I was not sick, it seems I passed the germs to Casey. This gives me deep guilt, so I am trying to make up for it by prepping and delivering meals as he mends.
Not sure what inspired the solid loaf of sourdough from the market, but there’s something about the extra step of slicing bread that elevates a sandwich. I’m very much into elevating sandwiches these days.
Further admission: I’m also very much into elevating anything that makes life just a little better. There is so much awfulness that is happening everywhere. So very, very much.
I’m holding on by trying to cultivate small moments of joy.