The happy place

It feels a little bit better today, because I went for a run, but not good.

There were only a handful of stars up there in the dark blue sunset, but the snow was glittering like in a fairy tale. I didn’t see the moon.

The new little dog is very small and very black. Sometimes the whites around his pupils are visible in his wonky little eyes. He looks like a stuffed toy bear or a bat. He’s got teeth like staples and he bites my nose.

Bella; the big small dog, she can tolerate the puppy. That’s all one can ask for at this point because although cut, he is also annoying.

I’m solving crossword puzzles. I’m doing it with a permanent ballpoint pen. That’s how confident I am.