The only difference between running away and moving on is confidence.
I’d like to OWN
that I unwillingly and uncontrollably
pull out my own hair. Imagine..
one instant of weakness means months and years of shame.
Immediately I realize this. Daily I lament. Yet
despite the unrelenting distress, I don’t want
this bit of me
to DEFINE me or take time from
the joy of life.
-Hot ginger raw honey yuzu drink
-Steamed ginger chicken (not enough cooking wine -> added mirin -> too sweet -> added soy sauce)
-Coconut 70% dark chocolate covered salty roasted macadamia nuts
Taught myself to play chess
Books and veggies, leaves of love