i'm sitting senior women's locker room like a big parakeet in the dressing area accompanied by a large mirror. i loved my parakeet talking to himself.
i'm feeling weird processing post traumatic pain. everything is chemicals. memories, health, disease all chemicals. so rather than drugs, alcohol, chemicals, medicine i'm using foods and drinks water juices herbs. life is just an experiment. i feel like dr jekyll. i seek health.
i'm exhausted living new actions. it's so much less energy used doing the same old thing. new behaviors requires more muscular and mental energy.
lunch talking to gloria st clare ran out of complete meals after opening last year. no difference going early noon. i went 1pm shorter line same result.
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