REALITY?: Free At Last!

Ice cream for supper–Friendly’s Forbidden Chocolate, the best. Cookies and carrots for lunch. I shall breakfast tomorrow at three in the morning on spaghetti and snails–not escargot, and stay up until three Friday too. Maybe I’ll lock up the shop for two days, close up the blinds, hiding and writing and not wear any clothes. I can, you know, I can do whatever I want. My husband is gone for four days.