depressed girl: "blood sweat and tears"
Toast, food, entertainment, sleep
I stand alone in a dimly lighted room near a fully open window. I am naked, window sill hides my private parts. I look through the window at a freshly-started rain. Smell the air, feel the cold. It does not rain heavily, I can barely hear raindrops falling onto the yard, trees and other things in the outside world, even though it is very quiet. After a few minutes of such meditation I put on a dressing-gown, ensconce on a couch and cover my legs with a blanket. Then, depending on the light, I grab a book or a tablet and start reading, still paying attention to the rain, which is getting a little heavier. There is also a Green tea kettle and a cup on a small night stand at my arm's reach. Occasionally, I take a break, admire various objects that surround me in the room, childishly play with a folding knife, or just look through the window. I do not leave the site until I decide to go to sleep.