Gabbie on the run

October morning

It's another beautiful day in October this morning. I conquered my weakness this morning and am better off now. Coupled with the dog who, like mischievous thief, took off with my baking gloves. He loves dish towels most of all. The more colorful, the more love he has for it. I don't mind it. As long as he has a preoccupation and leaves the more important items on the kitchen table top the better for me.

I might touch base with my Muse and see what we can do with my story, I won't worry about it. It's no pressure. I'm a hobbyist with my writing these days. I think my falling early this year has slowed my creativity down. My medicines might have given some sort of veil so I can't think too much nor can I describe too much. Who of all the creatives in literature suffered from falls, medicines and too little food to eat? Yes, I have food, but I'm used to eating snacks only.

The other day, we had lasagna for lunch. That ricotta cheese can blow up your bowels. We have some ideas of what to eat today. If that's all we're worried about these days, it's a blessing.