On My Mind

I had a day of ill-advised choices yesterday. Occasionally right after a weigh-in, I let loose. I can’t do that, anymore. My body’s not going to care what part of the week it is. If I eat too much after the surgery, I’ll get really sick.

I got up at 2:00 this morning. I was having weird dreams that made me not want to be asleep, anymore.

I could tell you I have nothing to say, and stick rigidly to my principles, but that’s not true, and I’m not going to do it. I am worried about this deportation nonsense. Not for me, but for other people who have lives and families here.

I am angry with the majority of the US population for behaving so ignorantly. I don’t care if I lose potential readers.

You voted for a man who went on television and suggested injecting bleach into the skin to protect oneself from COVID-19. Some people actually did it—and died.

And you reelected him.

Congratulations, and good luck with that. God help us all.