I finished a book for the first time in two years. It was short and it was fine and I finished it.

My sister sent me a photo of a dog wearing a hat and it fixed an entire week. I have looked at it eleven times.

My cat finally sat on my lap. It took four months and a specific blanket. I have not moved for an hour.

I finally threw out the boxes from moving house. Two years. The flat feels bigger and I keep walking into the empty corner.