It didn't take long for me to break my fast today... but I've held off posting about it, because fabulous Fiona Sweny is fasting too (or is actually fasting). Not that she'd be swayed - she has mettle, that woman! More for my own sake, then. Did yoga, though, thanks to Fiona and Swami Sivadasananda.I decided that the headache that was raging wasn't helping my Tax Return. I've eaten mostly just fruit, though I did sully myself with cheese not long ago, in the hope of massive dreams. And the headache's still there.
I'm quite pleased, in a way. Not about the headache - I wish that would fuck off - but about the fact that I've had no caffeine or fresh milk. That's a good thing. If I'd set out to do that today, I'd probably have had a cappuccino. But I haven't, and I have the detox brainmash to prove it. I'm going to lie down now, and rage on my pillow. Night.
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