It feels really good to be writing again. I’m probably over-describing things, working on immersing myself in my books the way I’m immersed in other people’s books. Sometimes that works for me. Sometimes I end up having to cut large swaths out and redraft an image because I overdo it. But for now, I’m just happy to be writing.
I am debating getting back to my French lessons on Duolingo. I’m almost back to normal, although getting dressed is still an issue. Who knew putting on socks could be so difficult?!