must dance tomorrow between breakfast at Hot Suppa and homemade lobster bisque. I feel sluggish and slothful and ugly. Dancing should remedy this.
pick up prescription for very small amount of Lorazepan. very curious to see how this affects my mood and anxiety level. hope it leads to less to drink.
remembering Ken Kesey's conclusion that the drugs had taught them all they needed to know, experiementation could continue sans LSD, hope to quit the middleman soon.
while my husband is away on business in LA I will eat nothing but quinoa, spinach, tofu and eggs, drop a size and buy a pair of The (infamous) Editor.
read and write every day. work on launched. finish the children's book. read more of the grass is singing. go to l;ibrary. get something nonfiction.
be kinder to myself. starting now.
No comments:
Post a Comment