Currently going rouge on a sleeve of honey graham crackers from Trader Joe’s (someone send help ASAP). Before I spiraled into a sea of crumbs, I was living my truth, enjoying this BLT & company outside on a patio for lunch:

When you take (yet another) selfie at work and your hand looks like something coming out of a coffin:

Sorry for the nightmares. And sorry to myself for all the crumbs that fell down my shirt.