You can feel it. It jumps out at you while you're wondering if it's the CIA or the store manager going through a divorce and then it doesn't actually matter...or does it? One day it does. One day it doesn't. The only constant is everyone is full of shit for the most part.
I'm sure it's a good read. Just as I'm sure my body is going to beach itself soon...if dolphins were to beach themselves in New Mexico a few might talk about it for a day or few...barely...Im not going all armageddon, just so overwhelming to see the numbers of people who don't clean up after themselves well populate like an invasion frankly...imagine westchester a week without a stitch of toilet paper or running water? Cheetos prozac and viagara overflowing from the toilets...because it's just where it's all heAded...
Ive felt incredible balance in my endocrine system this month, the start of hot flashes (or the extrememe heat(?) month or so ago ahs all but disappeared since Ive been practcing everyday day more and more. Even after not having my period for about 6 months at all, it's suddenly making up for lost time on Earth Day funny enough...while trying to explain that to someone today I realized how completely mental the healing process is for the most part....
brb
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