my sleep is slipping into the day, i keep thinking about how it’s about to be self-assessment tax season nightmare time, and I still don’t want to put the heating on // but i am happy to announce I have been going outside and seeing people more regularly, and it feels good in my bones. I checked the steps app on my phone: for October 2021, the average steps over that month were 580 (when i couldn’t leave the house). For october 2022 it’s 5138!!! so excuse the overload of Pictures of Myself but it’s like proof of all of those places I’ve been, all the steps – been getting actual blisters because my feet are so un-used to shoes. And I say proof because I forget. It’s proof for myself. I will have a day when I can’t get up, or even an hour, and I think I’ve done nothing, been nowhere; this bed is where I’ve always existed. Pictures to combat object impermanence; pictures to prove that’s not true.