breakfast: ww toast w/butter and jelly caramel latte w/skim
bout to smoke a butt and go out to haverhill to scout a damaged culvert that a poet apparently wrote about..... massachusetts never ceases to amaze me..... more food journaling to follow, i know you're all glued to the edges of your seats....
You're fed up with compromise and having to decide everything by committee, but if you let yourself go and trust in the process, you might find some unexpected pockets of delight. Move from moment to moment, and everything will be fine.
to all the people out there tonight who are comforting themselves if you should happen to see my light you can stop and ring my bell cause i'm just sittin here in this sty strewn with half-written songs taking one breath at a time nothing much goin on