Breakfast the Two-Hundred-and-Seventy-Ninth

Fruit and Fibre.

Today,  I have mostly been eating delicious things. I'd list them all, but it's nearly bedtime and I don't want to make myself hungry. I've noticed that going to bed peckish makes for even more peculiar than normal dreams.

Other than that, I can only report that I smell a little bit like a gift shop today. I used lavender shower gel this morning. And all day long I've been catching whiffs of a smell one tends only to encounter in shops filled with broderie anglaise. (Not to be confused with creme anglaise, which is delicious -- though I suppose broderie anglaise is delicious in its way too.)