The smell of clean bedsheets.
Lying in the sun in the park again.
The beautiful fabric of Jo’s dungarees.
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Sewing three and a half pairs of dungarees.
Seeing Jo briefly and laughing. Talked about my anxiety and it helped.
Bought some snacks to cheer me up. Fizzy yumminess, grapes and chocolate.
Three little things 