As I was brushing my teeth this morning, I stared at my face, seeing the beginning of lines around my mouth. They weren’t there two months ago when I was at my plumpest. The skin on my thighs feels like old paper, no matter how much Body Shop scented moisturizer I slather on. Damn it! Going without butter and lashings of olive oil have resulted in my skin starting to dry out. That is just not on. I have to start drinking more water (ugh). But it’s all good. I have all of my own teeth. My body serves me well. My flesh is still firm and holds everything in. My brain works (most of the time). Every day on this path means another…

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