6 days no drinkie. Time goes slower and thoughts go faster.Manageable, but restless.
I just yap.
The wall has this friction field, this static, you can’t even get close to it. It’s like trying to join magnets. You push and push but that mother-fucker deflects you. The inner wall. The emotional cervix. Constipates your evolution that one does, turns you into a winged bird just flying in circles.”Seethe” is a cool word. “seething ” Yuck, what a horrible thing to be.
Still smoked 3/4 of a pack today, ate a garbage lunch, puffed a Delta-8 pen. No change. No effort. Will skip dinner. Nixxing the drink is a start. I’ll nix video games. But I do like have seizures in virtual reality, dancing, just generally freaking out on people. Raises the heart rate, brings a sincere laugh…just go full Jim Carrey,in an imaginary world.So fun 🤣 Expressing yourself through being physically ridiculous….lulz. scratches some itch I can’t even name.
dawn 