Feel like all I’ve been doing this weekend is cleaning, and accomplished exactly zero. Mostly trying to clean up this place and bring some order into chaos, only for more chaos to emerge from it. And there are now fresh food stains on the floor. I didn’t even get to sleep during the day.
Right. Also went to a historic march. For about 30 min, before L had to get ready to sleep and I had to face an hour+ in broken-down crowded trains again. So there also was that…
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