Physical therapy was really strange this morning and I don’t know how I feel about the experience. I feel both a real need to talk and like I want to sort all my thoughts into little categories at the bottom of the brain plinko first.

I do know I want like, an egg on a bagel with cheese and maybe sausage but definitely with hot sauce and then just a lot of nap in my fluffiest blankets. I wish I had the ability to make the food part.