I give thanks for Banksy. For water tanks. For a still, grey Saturday for staying mostly still in bed, in the bath and on the sofa. Though eating is such a struggle, and consequently I have hardly any energy to do even the simplest things I'd like to get done, I give thanks enjoying books and films and TV still means my life still has some quality.
I give thanks that Julie took some little packages to the PO for me yesterday, one has arrived already and the recipient is pleased.
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