Sleet, Soup, Greens

On happiness

Everywhere is full of boxes, the cat stole and ate a Pepperami, some [redacted and complicated] other stuff happened, I smashed Tash’s favourite mug and our beautiful green glass candlestick, and yesterday part of my tooth broke off in my porridge. Porridge! It was a raisin, I told the dentist. Must have been a big raisin, the dentist said. Then he told me that it was a freak tooth thing that just happens sometimes and I could have done nothing to prevent it and that I needed to pay him more money to drill into my face again in two weeks’ time.

And I am so happy.