And I've just been notified that everyone's storage has been rained on by fire sprinklers for a fire that didn't happen, and all our belongings are now sitting in puddles of dripping water. Hilarious. Most of my art was down there. Oh well. Material things are transitory and fleeting and we can't take it with us when we die. Unless we're ancient Egyptians with cool tombs, then maybe.
My ex brought his cat here with him so that's a fun distraction. Animal party. We're going to make chicken soup, because there's nothing chicken soup can't fix.
11:15 a.m. - 2022-02-26