I jumped out of the fishbowl momentarily.
I swam across an ocean.
And I wandered across lands far away, through the streets of Paris and London.
I looked at cities I know so well, now a little more distant, and reminded myself of the things I love about them.
I sat and drank coffee when I wanted.
And ate what I wanted. When I wanted. I ate incredibly good food.
I talked with adults more than I have in the last few months combined.
And I bought ribbons. And some more ribbons. And then some more ribbons.
And some buttons.
And lots of fabric.
Some toys for the children. And some clothes for them too.
And I laughed.
And I talked.
And I listened.