feeling sick; if everything's prearranged, why is it so confusing?
Anybody for a cup of coffee?
It's getting closer and closer to Christmas, and she should be feeling happy about it.
finds her mind preoccupied with the stars. There were very few that shone through tonight, but even they were beautiful.
hearing things that aren't there. Maybe the house is just that empty.
The snow is thick outside. Nobody can get in, nobody can get out. (Alfred?)
help with making cake. Messes guaranteed.
if anybody she knows will drop by. A chat would be nice...
enjoying the mild winter sunshine.