this is not an anniversary i want nor need, but i am aware of it.
yesterday, i painted my nails. like, properly. reserving time in the day to paint my nails for myself.
i knew things were bad when there was a period where i was content to let my nail polish chip and flake off. when the idea of painting my nails sparked no joy.
that sounds silly, but it is true.
and that is all i have to say about that.