What did you eat standing up today?

Fish and chips on the front and it was completely fine and I have decided not to have a thought about it.

Soup. Endless soup. I have become a person with opinions about soup.

Rigid today. Same three things, correct order, and I noticed myself minding when the order changed.

Ate with people for the first time in weeks and it was harder and better than eating alone.

I had a proper appetite today for the first time in a fortnight and I was almost pleased to see it.

Honestly not enough. I know it. Tomorrow I will do the three things on the fridge list.

Made a batch of six things on Sunday and it saved me on Wednesday.

Rice pudding out of a tin at half past nine at night. No notes.

My mother cooked and I ate what I could, slowly, and she was happy and I was happy.

Struggled. Cooking smells were the whole problem, not the food.

Eggs. Always eggs. I have reached the limits of eggs and I keep going.

I cooked for four and ate about a third of one portion and nobody commented, which took us three months to arrive at.

Rigid today. Same three things, correct order, and I noticed myself minding when the order changed.

Nothing until two, then a proper meal, then nothing. That is my shape at the moment and I have stopped fighting it.

Ate with people for the first time in weeks and it was harder and better than eating alone.