Day Twenty-three - Something you crave for a lot.

In terms of food - pizza. Always pizza. Though this summer I went through a three week phase of craving hamburgers almost every minute of almost every day.









In terms of everything else - physical touch. It's my love language. I give it as much as I need to receive it and I have been starved of it now for eight weeks. That's how long I've been in Newfoundland. So you can guarantee yourself I'll be stocking up on that over Christmas.