Another journal

Yes, he and I make lunches for each other (though he is better and more regular at it than I*). We are loathsome. It’s okay, we make up for the cute by being not fully socialised.

*I’ve found something that works with the butter-cucumber-cream cheese-spinach sandwich that I’ve done for the past several times and am now scared to make something else for him.

Mirrored from Journal of a Something or Other.