just three pieces of toast
“somedays, i want to eat everything. it’s the only thing that will help, at least that’s what my eating disorder likes to tell me.” Continue reading just three pieces of toast
“somedays, i want to eat everything. it’s the only thing that will help, at least that’s what my eating disorder likes to tell me.” Continue reading just three pieces of toast
“there’s something that soothes when you sit by a lake, especially early in the morning, when the temperature has equalized causing the wind to drop off, and the water looks almost like glass, rippling gently as underwater streams flow. it’s a lovely slice of peace and quiet, available to me because even on vacation, i get up early.” Continue reading quiet mornings at the lake.
“i get tired of all the navel-gazing i do, even if the part i’m analyzing is my brain and not my abdomen. which is not to say that i don’t spend a significant amount of time contemplating my abs…” Continue reading navel-gazing my brain
we’re all busy. we’re too busy. we’re busy all the time; we scurry around with nary a pause for breath and we aren’t really accomplishing anything substantive. acquiring, however, we do very well. Continue reading we all need a day of rest