It's not my cross to bear.

I've been sketchy lately.

I made a trip up to northern Michigan to visit the Joynton family. I think it was really healthy for me; a good start for my altered diet, getting away from my job and the tension at my home. Free, continuous thought was not impeded and I was able to look at my life from afar. I also was served my favorite dish, african ground nut stew, as well as went cross country skiing and sledding.

I also went up to lake travis for a weekend and camped with Meghan. I was reminded how much I like the open road. I finally made it out to see Tracy Conover.

I've accomplished much with my new eating habits. But I've also found that a lot of things are becoming very harsh to me; caffeine, alcohol, dairy, etc. I've enjoyed a wonderful lentil dish, brazilian black bean soup, carrot soup, and a lot of vegetables and rice. I've lost a lot of weight too, which I didn't intend. I'm hoping to get a chicken soon.

I finished reading Cien Años de Soledad. I've never felt such intense emotion in my entire life. I felt like I lost all of my pigmentation and my chest cavity had emptied. I'm not sure what I'm going to read next. I have many books that I'm looking forward to reading, but I need something to clean my palate, I guess. Any suggestions?

No progress has been made towards the likelihood of me answering a phone call or email. It's getting to be so rash, I think I've lost some good friends and I feel horrible about it. I owe people so much.

I promise to update very often. I think.

Take a Giant Step

"My desire to live a green and fair life."

In acknowledgment of the duration of feeling much guilt, I've decided to align my lifestyle with my conscience. As of late I've felt that too much of our lives are spent in ignorance, and in a new found awareness, purpose and value in the simple and mundane aspects of our lives have become replenished with adoration. I find it impractical to sympathize with so much waste and extensive impatience, as well as feel an anxiety towards communication and solitude.

Dairy has also been removed from my diet as well as any processed food. I'm justifying many foods on the grounds that I make it from raw foods (i.e. bread.) I'm thrilled with this choice, as it's been weighing on my shoulders for years.

I am aware that I've been a stranger to basically most (all) of my friends. I've developed a serious complex with communication, and don't know what will suffice. I've sought help and feel as though I'm recovering (although I can't guarantee it.) Hopefully these translations of my irrationality will be our connection.

Paz.