5/22/26 - 5/23/26: Amber.

5/22/26

I can't stop listening to the song Amber by 311.

 

I had a bowl of Lucky Charms for breakfast today which is wholly unlike me.

 

I picked up warm tomato soup and a grilled cheese for my mom and I after her first brain radiation appointment today. They fitted her for the thermoplastic mask she'll be wearing for her radiation treatments.

 

5/23/26

You'd think I'd be sick of Amber by 311 after playing it on repeat approximately a million times now. It'd be logical to think this. But my deep love for this song defies all logic.

A new word I like is piquant. It means having a pleasantly sharp taste or appetizing flavor.

 

I'm not sure I know how to describe this level of fear.