worth the squeeze?

I have yet to post today because i am on day one of a juice cleanse (which I feel tricked into at this point, but will stay with because if i can’t prove my own willpower by drinking fairly substantial and not completely unappetizing liquids for only 72 hours, then the whole rest of it is pretty much fucked. For the discipline alone, this may be a worthy endeavor—it’s like a dominatrix whip to the liver), and have been feeling a little dizzy/full of kale frappe/shaky on the keyboard trigger.

But! I’m over the hump (also known as juice #4, cayenne lemonade magic) and feel like a real person all of a sudden—which isn’t to say i don’t already crave solid foods. I feel like a one year old who needs a knaw ring.