Nice and low and slow.
Just like I like it.
Even if I wake up, I stay still,
And keep my pulse as low as I can.
I count heart rate as inflammation.
Felt like crap. Tired.
Tired of fighting these kids.
This one fights every single thing I do.
He does the exact opposite.
He thinks it’s a joke.
I had my little eggs yesterday.
But I guess I didn’t take a picture.
Just chomped them down.
Pounding heart
Dana Gabaldon (Outlander)
And her Facebook Advent lighting
Ready to fast.
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