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Nov. 28th, 2015 09:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hurricanelauraTonight I did something that I haven't done in a long time.
I cooked.
I think I'm going to be okay.
As I was cooking, John walked into the kitchen. Before, he would always poke his head in the kitchen to see what I was cooking, if I needed any help, or just check things out. He never said as much, but I think he always looked forward to my cooking. But tonight he came in and asked if I've found a place to live yet. I told him that I was talking to my mother about it, wishing I hadn't told him that much as the words left my mouth. Damn. He nodded and said he just wanted to know so he could buy new furniture when I leave.
Dick.
I cooked.
I think I'm going to be okay.
As I was cooking, John walked into the kitchen. Before, he would always poke his head in the kitchen to see what I was cooking, if I needed any help, or just check things out. He never said as much, but I think he always looked forward to my cooking. But tonight he came in and asked if I've found a place to live yet. I told him that I was talking to my mother about it, wishing I hadn't told him that much as the words left my mouth. Damn. He nodded and said he just wanted to know so he could buy new furniture when I leave.
Dick.
