not ready. good i don't need to be. i just want to sleep. depressedor tired. or both.
i taste tested 3 coconot waters. i've been wanting to and didn't always distractions. i prefer without fruit or added vitamins tasted weird.
i'm still in a critical mindset of forcing myself r/t allowing. i don't want anything from sunny book sale. swim maybe nice $ tree. or i can luxuriate in bed all day. i'm slowly emptying trunk loaded after eric insecurity. made me fel safe. like i could run away from my sad life.
i want to do something. took me half hour maneuvering my feet to clip toes my arthritis so stiff. and now what? i could enjoy swimming. i don't feel drawn to sunny book sale. ooh, i do like good a puzzle.
dozing memories of lying bedridden starving hungry and everything making me violently ill even water. heart palpitations from dehydration hooked up to saline drip for hours drinking emetrol. i have to go through to get beyond. all from back injury.
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