Of Spoons and Soft Tacos July 20, 2021 ~ Theodora Vanyar 14,071 Days Alive I am out of spoons. Couldn’t even make dinner. I’m fried from work. Tomorrow is pie night at Village Inn. That’s what’s for dinner tomorrow. So stressed. So tired. Been awake two days now. UGH. Take your meds, folks. Share this:FacebookTwitterPinterestRedditMoreEmailLike this:Like Loading... Published by Theodora Vanyar Writer. Artist. Laughter addict. Queer, Jew-ish, anxiety riddled, dealing with #BipolarDisorder, and fat. Oxford Comma FOREVER! All else is icing. View all posts by Theodora Vanyar