Day 2 of infinity

Not really infinity, but 120 days seems like forever. I know it sounds crazy, but my problem is that severe and life-destroying. So far no hunger and pretty good determination. Some sadness and lots of temptation and confusion yesterday. The skin outbreaks have gone away - all sores and pimples healed. I have a long way to go. I am so very ill indeed, look horrible and pale and unhealthy and sinfully ugly.

Yesterday went okay, actually - read all day (only Maugham for the zillionth time, but some of the stories made me sad and even tearful, so that is good) and later strummed and after dark other music, particularly an enjoyable session from a Latin hiphop duo called Lighter Shade of Brown - the typical exhortations to "dance all night" were somewhat difficult to hear in my weakened state, but it's better than a commercial for organic cherries and apricots or for Gopal's raw wraps. I try not to think about food.

"Love is not a feeling. Love is put to the test." - L.W. Tweet