“With so much personality, what do you want from me?
I could be by myself and enjoy the company…”
After two weeks in my home, I was excited to put on real clothes and a few swipes of mascara to head back to the office today.
Somebody partied hard the night before Thanksgiving, her first real party since February 2020.
Somebody is now spending her fifth day in her home, awaiting test results, and manically running around her apartment sniffing things in hopes she can smell something.
Spoiler alert: she cannot.
That’s all I’ve got this Wednesday.