Good evening at the 7th off April. 2025.

 Good evening everyone, 

Today was bright, and almost too sunny in The Netherlands. 

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This morning was for baking appeltaart. From a 66 cent baking mix with donated spices, donated raisins and an donated egg. I measured the ingredients sober and well. Not to spoil too much. 

Spices are from the Toko, and the Elstar apples where on a discount. I adjusted two hands off roughly chopped walnuts to it. It's two tablespoons off cinnamon, one tablespoon off kardamom, one teaspoons off grounded cloves, half a teaspoon off nutmeg, and two teaspoons of star anise. Mom already donated these spices during this winter, I was sober with them. It will be for tomorrow evening's afternoon coffee at de Boed, community centre in Zaandijk. I hope they'll use the nice green decorated plates. It's how we can have appeltaart for relatively cheap. My appeltaart is usually a bit spiced. I wished to prepare it this winter, but I had no energy for it. But here it is. 

At the moment, I sit in my living room with a pilch off water in front off me. We have to drink, otherwise we would die. I think I do well, despite less luxury, despite harsh circumstances, despite those nasty headaches all the time. I think I do well. I feel I still love life. It's a thing I do: I love life. Life is beautifull. It's not necessairily fun, but it's beautifull and I believe in sweet old Karma to take care off me. And the world. That's what it does nowadays. It's what I believe. It's what I see. 

I can't even go to the shop to buy flowers, but this year I will try to clean my dressoir and take pride in more cleanliness. My head hurts too much for it, and I feel too weak. It's not much off a year for Easter to begin with. (Though that may sound like a lame excuse.) I made space this morning I'm not likely to fill. Luckily I don't have kids. Or a spouse that would expect me to do elsewise. At least this home is not empty. It's sweetly decorated and full enough not to be empty. And no Easter decorations is not a miss. I think I'm not the only one in this flat building who does nothing for Easter. I think I'd better be glad I can show up alive at an Easter feast this year if it continues like this. Let's make that washed, with a dash off a scent, and they better be gratefull this big old star appeared there alive and well. Haha. (Please read that sarcastically. I don't like to display arrogance.) Someday, somehow I'll make more out off Easter. But let's not promise. 

Tomorrow will be for cleaning the toilet, and doing laundry. We need basic hygiene and clean clothes. Also during this time off being. Even a weak mental patient who is easily tired can do that. 

Allright, that's about it for now- 

Thank you for reading.   

Edit: This is a slice off Dutch applepie with our coffee this evening. People complimented me on it a lot. It was really nice for an ordinairy day like this, with little to happen. Sometimes people need a kind pick-me-up. It worked tonight. 

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