H E X

I work on a farm now, and I’ve lost like 15 pounds in the last few months, and I feel like a skeleton whenever I look in the mirror, which is weird, because I haven’t had body image issues in like, years.  I don’t look like myself, and it’s weirding me out hard. 

I’m 25, which is halfway to 50; which is halfway to 100, which I intend to live till.  My grandma is 86 and makes Betty White look like garbage, so I think I’m doing just fine.  

I keep having elaborate dreams where everything in my life goes wrong.  On the plus side, I have distinct dream maps, and compartmentalized locations that I can revisit.  I know how to reach certain locations within my dreams, and I’m very close to lucid dreaming on the reg.  The problem is that this mostly happens when I’ve missed my meds, and I usually wake up in a heavy withdrawal.  

I bought a 1980s knitting machine, and I’ll be knitting for a living once fall hits.  I’m saving up money to buy equipment to start my own fiber mill. 

I work 7 days a week now:  5 days on the farm, and 2 days at a craft butchery.  I have a crush on my boss.