your fingers smell like onions.
I want you to know I'm trying.
T. will be here this weekend and that's refreshment and nourishment for parts of me that are starving.
I have some goals I want to write down here. "Goals" sounds a bit cliche for my intentions. They involve me getting up outta the dump. Including, but not limited to.. more fresh air, a metabolic cleanse, more focus on good and positive things.
It's been a long week. The sun is shining.
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ah, goals. know them well. in theory. it took me 20+ years to realize that i was supposed to have them, that the accidental floating along in a generally calm and "my shit is together" way was really not good enough.
just hitting you back, to say hello and thanks. added to bookmarks!
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