I made a bunch of pretty oniigiri and ate them all. And while I ate them I thought of the scene in Spirited Away when Chihiro eats the rice balls that Haku brings for her and she starts to cry. Everything had changed and she was overwhelmed with grief, but you just know that she is going to be okay, that she can handle things; you know she is strong enough. I didn't have any pickled plums or salmon on hand, so they were plain, but it's okay because now I am so looking forward to oniigiri with pickled plums or salmon.
I finished reading my gifts from sweetie. :)
They were wonderful.
I read a bunch of e.e. cummings poetry. And so now I am full of dreamy thoughts.
I have an intense craving for orange chicken. We might make a run to whole foods tomorrow and maybe I can find a veg substitute, or get some seitan.