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Day 8 of 92
Slow and steady wins the race?
Date: 3/15/2008 10:01:42 PM ( 16 y ) ... viewed 1371 times Day 8. I feel overall really positive. When I would first wake up in the morning, just a week ago, I would feel like death. I'm not exagerrating. I would feel the pains in my body, the overall depression, the hopelessness I felt in my job and I would wonder, literally, how much longer until I got the news that all of this wasn't going to last much longer. What a life. I felt that I was useless. My creativity was gone. My desire to success was gone. My imagination, gone. I woke up this morning and said hi to the cat, as I usually do. Got up and got moving. My abdomen didn't feel like I had masses stuck in it. I had a full bladder, but that's not what I was used to feeling just a week ago. My elbow joint has only hurt me once in the past few days while sleeping.
Been doing organic coffee enemas once a week. What? Too much information? We're all adults, that's as bad as it gets. I've heard of this doctor that recommends them from a news special on television a while back. It's energizing, I'll give it that. After a week of raw vegan and then the supplements and the Tahitian Noni Juice joined with the above mentioned - I might just have a shot in this world to show up and produce. Produce what? Energy, love, light, hope, fun and security for others. Just maybe. Maybe even health and contentment with what is for myself.
Worked today, met an 82 year old woman - looked 62. Amazing. Married 49 years to Rueben. Good old Frances, she was sweet. Big honkin' diamond on her right hand. Stuck there she says, her knuckles grew around the ring. Gosh, 4 or 5 carats I'd say. It's a shame she won't be able to actually give it to her daughter without the inevitable because I truly don't think she'll cut the ring off. What's this got to do with anything? I don't know. Just writing, I guess.
I ate a salad identical to yesterday's salad, product of Thursday night's efforts. Still loving the flax seed crackers, tasty batch. Pear for breakfast. Pellegrino sparkling water. I feel good, not full but not hungry. Just good.
Tomorrow I'm going to pull out the cookbook and whip up something delish before I go to bed to take to work on Monday. Salad should be all used up by then. Bananas too. Slow and steady wins the race. Today's a slow, steady day.
Applied for four jobs this week, five if you include the ridiculous bagel joint. What the heck was I thinking? Spite job, maybe. Too funny. My sister asked who I might have been in a past life. I said, "Go ahead, throw it out there. Who do you think? Joan of Arc?"
She says, "Yeah! That's it! Pissin' people off left and right!"
That would be me.
'Night.
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