cold food.
empty hands.
heavy heart.
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- discontented loaf
- "Gone"
- little pleasures
- what remains
- home
- done.
- favorite...
- what a bad desk!
- Bleak Winter
- once...
- euphoric
- little red stuff
- butter
- hmmm...
- Autumn and Bree
- sunshine
- late night...
- hungry
- Kidid
- everything
- when mommy is sick
- this stinks like so much bad doggy poo!
- just a little longer...
- really? i can make it myself?
- easy dinner
- sprouts today
- bored
- if i had a million dollars
- maybe friday
- cheating
- Head stuck in a bees' nest
- when the sun comes out in winter
- after-dinner mints
- boiling oil
- the french know how to make cooking interesting!
- party poopers
- infatuation
- a good book
- another dinner, another day gone by
- the cat with un-numbered days
- tears
- remove pj's to cook
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