i made a burrito for breakfast. i don't want to do anything. i feel like a having a fit. i was never allowed. i don't know how. i'll think about it.
i remembered pge due and went through detoured construction. i affirmed arrive perfect time. got there plenty of time. feeling the old adrenaline push. that's nicotine rush. same. my body sore. i'm all warmed up so it isn't that. mom's or a's frog seems to have left me. bye mom and a. amber ring jumped off but i heard it hit floor. wore moon stone ring too.
met rodney one arm down the street. he must have taken care of his mom. said she died 10 years ago. he's been there as long as me. he's thinking of fixing house to suit him. me too. be nice to have company.
seniors 9;58 # 6. walked park. feeling blahh. ate lunch so depressed. i slept depressed. totally gone. now tailbone on fire. i don't want to do anything. i have to make appointments and cook the burger. i'm feeling guilty.
hopefully it's just more judgment surfacing. nora monaco 1985 said i carried the guilt for the family. i guess still some left. i don't believe in guilt. i don't do anything to feel guilty. i cooked 2 burgers in oven with my season blend i added ginger. so good i cooked 2 more. meat makes me feel calmer. opened bach rescue pastilles.
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