(unwell)
Console myself with reading & umpteen cups of watery tea. Afternoons of such sweet enjoyableness are so rare with me that I tend to savor them, hold them lingering to myself, rather than share them.
The 27th of September 2001, a Thursday, at 16.44
Generally: quotidian.
More specifically to do with: illness, tea.
Might be similar to:
¶ respite
¶ 4.02.01
¶ callings
¶ 01.03.01
¶ 02.03.01
Console myself with reading & umpteen cups of watery tea. Afternoons of such sweet enjoyableness are so rare with me that I tend to savor them, hold them lingering to myself, rather than share them.