Now it's bedtime. I feel great, really. Walking home earlier-- from tai chi class, I admit. I know, I know; I fast, I do tai chi. Just pass the patchouli-- anyway, when I was walking down my street, I felt so... I don't know. Elevated. Everything is so green right now. And when I walked up my front steps, I felt so strongly that I love my house. Simple things that felt very important.
A big ol' glass of lemonade for dinner and a cup of Smooth Move. I'm not full and I'm not hungry. I'm realizing that I have a very profound relationship to food. More on that later.
Grace.
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