There's something about coming home to the smell of slowcooking that lifts the spirit. It smells warm, savoury, dependable, comfortable.
I'm this close to once again sending out submissions.
But I think I'll eat a scone, watch reruns of Project Runway, and then go to my appointment.
I'm not sure what sticking my fingers repeatedly into my eyes will do for my mood, though...
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