Still (new) Life, Part One: Making Food for Oneself
First Friday: There comes a point in every ending when she realizes she can no
longer go on eating only in the presence of other people.
Making a meal for herself is perhaps the first real act of courage she
has performed while wearing solitude’s new skin (however aware she may
be that sending an email while eating isn’t really solitude–it’s
still grasping for company. Baby steps, people).