one more day

I fed the birds and took a shower.
I made breakfast for the first time in two months.
I bought some vitamins that I'll be taking now, and a juice.
I stumbled across a new bike shop.
Mom and I went to the Saturday market and ate a sambusa and bajilas.
We wandered up and down Hawthorne, and lost ourselves in Powells and the market for a few hours.
I talked with A in Laramie for a few minutes.
I called my boss to tell her about my appointment on Monday.
I sent an email to G.
I broke my knife-sharpening kit and threw it across the kitchen.
I drove around trying to find a new sharpening kit.
I called A back to wish her a happy birthday and apologize for dumping more things on her than she'd needed to know.
I tried to find some socks and shoes.
I made it to 8:30.
I got a pizza for mom and I, and we watched a Globe Trekker episode on Mongolia; it looks just like Laramie.

I checked my voicemail a million times. I tried calling a million times.
I cried all day long.

I'm still here.

i'm still here.