It’s sunny out today–maybe the only one for a bit, but I don’t really care.  I’ve got a sugar hangover and it is exactly like any other kind of hangover.  Down, depressed, headache, tummy unsettled, cranky, tired, and pissed off that I got myself in this stupid situation.

Craving sweets like wanting attention.  Giving myself a chocolate peanut cluster as a treat for being a good girl and attending a difficult boring family event.  And then it twists my body into a pretzel.

I breathe in the fragrance of my Dear Friend’s Presence.