Day 107

Had a lovely lunch with my friend Nicole this afternoon. Drove out to the suburbs and she made us soup. And delicious olive bread and a Australian dessert called a slice. Mmmmmm. Who knew she could cook as well as she writes.


It took us 20 minutes to get there but an hour and a half to get back. This is the second time I’ve had to pull over a few times to stop the crying in the back seat. Both days were around 4pm in the afternoon. At least I wasn’t stuck in traffic on the freeway like a friend of mine was. That would be my new definition of hell.

I do love though, how Gus is so immediately happy once his pain is removed. Like the crying never happened. No messy residual emotions yet. Wonder which month those develop.

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