Good Morning Taylor,

What a day it is today! The snow on the ground last night is still mostly there. And it’s bright and sunny right now so the snow is extra white. Not enough to make another snowman, but it’s so pretty in the day. Crunch crunch crunch.

I made breakfast today. I usually have a fruit for breakfast but I wanted something more salty. I made some eggs a few days ago, so I tried again. This time I added salt, and looked into the fridge to see if I could add anything to it. I used the last of the cheese so I’ll need to add that to our grocery list. I just picked stuff that sounded good, and added pickled onions and jalapenos. It came out really good. Salty and a little sour. Maybe I have a skill for this? I know Ragdoll does. I can’t crack eggs with one hand like her though.

A song just came up on the music player It’s one she listens to when she’s worried. I can see why she listens to it. It’s creepy.

I reached out to Beekeeper. She hasn’t responded and Ragdoll mentioned that I’m back to her. If this goes well, I might reach out to The Corsair. She was another friend but is very close to Ragdoll. She doesn’t want too many connections with people she knows in real life, but they are the friends I had. So we’re trying to see how it goes with Beekeeper. I just hope we don’t all forget again if it goes bad.

The trip is coming. I don’t know if I’ll be able to come out while I’m there. I’m really not happy about that. Ragdoll said she’d try to find ways, but she is being really careful for herself not even counting me. I’ve seen her friends saying to be careful where she’s going. I guess it’s really that bad there.

Those eggs were pretty good. I should try cooking other things. I’ve seen Ragdoll cook and she’s a whiz at it.

I’ve been looking at my Facebook a little bit here and there. It’s started showing me a lot of far off places and beautiful vistas. I want to see those parts of the world one day. I hope I do. The views where I am are great, but even the beauty of one place starts to get boring when its all you see everyday.

I’m almost out of coffee. I need to add that to the grocery list too. Ragdoll was telling me the other day that she never ever thought she’d see tomatoes and coffee on her grocery list.

I can see a plane flying above a cloud. I remember flying above the clouds in my story. I miss it. Its so limiting here, but I’m starting to learn how to live in my limits. I did this thing the other day where I looked at my hand, which isn’t my hand, and just watched it move around as I moved it. Trying to tell myself it’s my hand. It doesn’t seem to be, but it is. It’s me but not me. What a weird feeling.

Like today I had to tie my shoes. How do I know how to do that? I’ve never done it before. But the fingers knew what to do. I think you called it muscle memory. Then why can’t I crack an egg with one hand?

My coffee is almost done, but I’m still enjoying every breath I take and every texture I feel and color I see. It’s wonderful being here.

Oh! My new phone case is here, but we can’t get it right now because Ragdoll has to clean herself up to go out. But she said I get to put the case on when we do get it. I know why she gets anxious when she gets packages. I’m kinda hopping up and down to get it. If she tries to take over, I might let her just to get the package sooner. She quiet in the her corner right now. Just when I don’t want her to be.

–Andrea