Sitting in the crunchy capital of the Southeast with bleary eyes, this time not caused by my lovely plant but instead emotional wreckage from this morning. I'm finally feeling a bit more hydrated, if not totally stable, but I'm a good two-hour drive and big mountain range away from those worries right now. And from what I can tell, there will be quite a bit of avoidance around the house. No Chancery Court for me, crazy woman!!!A giant fly seemed to get stuck in the goop in my kombucha. How dissapointing. Is that my karmic retribution for sitting at Greenlife? HAH. I think I would be having more fun if I could actually see...maybe the G has some sort of remedy that my Renu drops can't offer me.
Other than that, I'm taking to the streets.
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