Then I get into catastrophysing. ~ Lesa What’s a catastrophe? Well, it depends. On who you are, on what day it is, on who riled you in the last ten minutes… or seventeen years ago and for some reason you’re […]
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Illegal Food
I ate food like it was against the law. ~ Sasha Eating on the sly, hiding the evidence, lying about it, having a cover story, avoiding those noisy clerks who figure out how often you come… going from store to […]
Continue reading »The Three-Legged Stool
I never milked a cow but at times have sat on a three-legged stool. As sturdy as they are a sawed-off leg is danger, even just shaved a bit. For years my wobbly leg was physical, and I knew if […]
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Call me yellow. A coward I am, though I can talk the talk and spin a line. I’ve bluffed and hidden, pretended my whole life long and know myself a weakling, a failure, devoid of will-power, crushed to a pulp […]
Continue reading »Supermarket Stop
I never thought I’d be here. I’ve always imagined the Golden Gate Bridge, the trolleys, Alcatraz. But to have a must do stop at a supermarket to get the food I need to stay true to my food plan? Who […]
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