A Money Diary: June 22
Managed to slog my way over to a neighborhood coffee shop where I purchased an iced tea. I had forgotten what outside looked like. Walked three more blocks to the produce store. Washed and blowdried my hair and slathered concealer on a few of my many anxiety-zits. I may as well be Goliath. Such triumph. I am so tired. I am still sick.
Daily total: $12.75