Whew...

[dmacabre]

It's such a weird feeling, having a big project suddenly come to an end. I hardly know what to do with myself with all this free time... although it's never really free, is it. There's always something else I could/should be doing. For starters, my desk needs a thorough excavation again because I can see maybe five square inches of surface area on

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[themsmine]

Is your big project a secret?

After every one of your "book" posts, I'm always adding things to my to-read list on Goodreads. I've gotten really depressed about books the last couple years that I've kind of gotten out of the habit. I blame all of this on free Kindle ebooks. I just need to read some genuinely good books, I think.

I have grand dreams about soup. In the perfect version of my life, I have soup that I made myself every night. I did make a split pea soup in December, which was awesome, but only because of the smoked paprika (and maybe the soft sweet carrot bits).

I don't have anything to say about writing (because we are not on speaking terms) except that yes, you should!

[dmacabre]

Oh no, it's just the exchange. I had a much tougher time with it than usual this year and I hadn't realized just had much it was weighing on me. I just got in over my head, and it was my own fault. :-/

Heh, yeah, finding good books is like rummaging through a thrift store rack. I go through phases where I hit the library a lot, followed by long stretches where I work through my own book collection. It sort of helps to narrow down the choices a bit.

Having a pot of soup simmering on the stove feels like a major accomplishment to me. It gives me the temporary illusion that my life is in order because look, I made something edible! :-}