Happy Fourth of July! I hope we get our country back soon. May our fellow citizens soon take a longer and braver view of the relationships between freedom and perceived security, or between our moral standing and our willingness to torture people.
Having a hard time shaking this thick, slow feeling, and the accompanying insane frame of mind: sticky, wanting, frustrated. I've spent whole years like this and worse, but now I know it's temporary, though maybe it's more a natural feature of who I am than I thought, and no matter how well I eat (nothing I've been eating would leave me feeling this way except in the most nonlinear of fashions), this will still happen. That's okay, I suppose.