Yay! I ran 2km in 14 minutes….and then i got blisters so that was the end. I’m excited though, it’s a pretty good feeling to run.
Dinner: Vermicelli noodles, pork, tofu and goji berries. Green tea.
Lunch: Pineapple and spinach smoothie, with home made hummus and carrots
Snack! Yoghurt with raisins, sunflower seeds, and cashews
Breakfast: Two eggs with cheese on a whole wheat toast, raisins, cashes and almonds with green tea. :P
Back strength! I needs this
I am alive!
Coffee is bringing out my essence
of the person I thought was lost
and without warning I’m alive and moving
limbs and person, jumping menal gymnastics
Breakfast for dinner!
Pancakes with molasses on the heavy side, trying to get back my iron.
Lunch was vermicelli and mushroom soup with spicey beans
Breakfast was chia coconut pudding with sunflower seeds, figs, raisins and walnuts
My presentation sucks, if I worked at Hell’s Kitchen then I’d be dead within the first round or something. And I was wanting protein after the carb only breakfast.
Eggs on bread with walnuts, and a natto side dish. yum! I love nato
I ate all my pancakes before I remembered to take the pic, so here’s the lonely leftover!
Earl Grey tea with Belgian pancakes, topping was nutella, honey, peanut butter and cupcake frosting, ofc not all together.
Something from too long ago.
She is silent.
Her tears are purple flowers blooming on dead memories.
Her hands still shake and its autumn leaves and naked branches you see instead of someone picking up the leftovers.
She is waiting.
For someone to pick up the phone and her eyesight to worsen, they’ve told her it would be soon enough.
She is bleeding.
Multiple mutilations and abuse sketch her skin in red and white, bandages in areas unreachable and marks unrecognizable in hidden places.
She is crying.
Loss is ever abundant, yet when it’s too close to home it’s immobilizing.
I can no longer reach her, we are too different.
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