Boiled pelmeni and a cup of coffee.
Fried eggs, some avocado and boiled wieners.
Writing is not going well. Most of the time it’s not happening at all. I cry a lot and feel so so awful. I have this sinking feeling in my stomach that this all will fail… and I am wondering why I am even torturing myself for another two months when I know I can’t do it. Why can’t I just drop it and move on with my life? I’m not good right now.