I need time. I need space. I need a continuum, all to myself. Everyone is too loud, too needy, too big, too everything. I feel like I’m shrinking. I need more me. I feel like I haven’t been myself all week. How sad is that: I can only be me once in a while for …
So I’ve been forced to conclude that my brain is broken. As I mentioned before, I lost nearly 90 pounds last year. Yay! But over the last two months, I’ve gained about six back. Not cool, but not the end of the world, right? I’ve still lost over 80 pounds, and I’m still working out; …