1. Support group.
2. Nap. But could not erase the terrible way I felt after losing my temper,
3. Made spanokopita from Moosewood Cookbook. With two of those huge bins of fresh spinach.
An ongoing quest for the meaning of life. Does true happiness exist in a Tory Burch turquoise-trimmed sheath, a MarieBelle Dark Chocolate Croquette bar, a rose garden, a rocky Maine beach, a daughter's eyes, an inky star-sprinkled sky, hours of computer keystrokes that tell a story--or all of the above?
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