You know how when you’re sad, doing things slowly and ritualistically feels right?
I’m thinking Amanda Seyfried having her hair brushed by Vanessa Redgrave in Letters to Juliet (note to self, watch sappy romcoms all weekend long).
When I got home, I shaved my legs in the sink, taking time instead of rushing through. I dabbed them dry with a towel fresh from the dryer and rubbed in – not slopped on – fancy lotion.
Later there will be slow, ritualistic cooking, although I’ll probably only make it through a few bites because my stomach feels it too.