I can’t put words together well or think very well.
It’s possible I may convince someone to buy me bread. Or I may do it myself when I feel more sane and need to know I can do things.
I forced myself to sleep after nightmares. That wasn’t enough.
Grapes and toast and almond milk.
Going to go lie back down. I don’t want to but the Overherd is there and I can’t walk all tha well.