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Day 38 - Friend
Feb. 7th, 2020 04:56 pmRosana, our cleaning lady, came today.
She’s one of my few friends here. She lives up in the mountains and always invites me to visit her for a cup of coffee and slice of cake. I never go. She feels a bit sorry for me and the amount of time I spend at home. It’s no secret I never go out.
She cleaned all windows, flooded the reception with soapy water. Rain came and went; we ran back and forth with laundry.
For lunch, I prepared the usual rice and beans with some chayote she brought from her veggie garden.
She’s one of my few friends here. She lives up in the mountains and always invites me to visit her for a cup of coffee and slice of cake. I never go. She feels a bit sorry for me and the amount of time I spend at home. It’s no secret I never go out.
She cleaned all windows, flooded the reception with soapy water. Rain came and went; we ran back and forth with laundry.
For lunch, I prepared the usual rice and beans with some chayote she brought from her veggie garden.
