I talked my doctor into a prescription for Chantix today, against the emphatic orders of my psychiatrist. I was so excited I bought a small farewell pack of cloves, which I haven't smoked since Kenyon
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As unpredictable as I am, my lunch is pretty tame. I either get sushi or the market sandwich from Pane Bianco, which is literally outside my front door.
I've decided to just jump in and be proud of being cubby. I'm going to a big bear event this weekend. I've always been a chaser. Now I'm a cub! The only difference is in my head really, but it's still a new way of looking at myself.