mushy minds
i don't even feel like posting much cause life seems pretty darn... simple. waking up before the crack of dawn in throbbing pain to the shower, to dilate, to have breakfast and lounge in a narcotic stupor till it's time to do it all over again. through this, think that my brain feels like it's turning to mush. i need to start doing something constructive. if only the pain would let up so i could wean myself off of the painkillers so that i could just think clearly.

a good friend came by with lunch. she brought this yummy creation that i started a few years ago - she didn't know that i invented it, it's just circulated through our circle of friends. it's basically a quinoa, beet and goat cheese concoction married with ginger and sunflower seeds. served warm it is right in every way.

through these foggy three weeks, i have had clarity about what i want to do with my life.

i will become a city planner. i will teach yoga. i will make art, knit, and play my trumpet. i will connect with friends and stop being such a loner.

the past couple of days i've pushed myself too much, having to go to doctor's appointments, and i feel the consequences.

i'm making an oath to not leave the house the next few days. visitor's welcome.

~becca