Every year, the holidays piss me off.
There’s a story about two young fish swimming. They see an older fish who stops and asks: “Hey boys! How’s the water?”
My mind gets attached to old stories. My mind remembers things it's been told about me. My mind falls into the familiar grooves of old beliefs that it...
Every so often, I awaken upset, look in the mirror, and decide that I need to diet, stop eating gluten, juice, or lose weight.
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