the itch is back.

So, first off, the detox diet is going okay. I've f-ed up three times. Tuesday night I had a delicious delicious slice of strawberry rhubarb pie my best friend growing up made. It had ice cream on it. No way I was going to turn that down. And then yesterday two guys from Adidas bought Mariner's tickets for four of us from the store. It started with garlic fries (technically nothing that's forbidden this week) but then the manager guilt-tripped me (not hard) into getting a beer with him. It was a Bud Light so I figure it only counts as 1/2 a mess up. Anyway, I felt like shit yesterday. That might have been the prescription drug I'd taken to stave off bad cramps though. Regardless, I'm back on track. This week has already been rewarding. I have had no heartburn and it used to happen at least twice a day. I've had good energy but feel super furious because of lady crap.

But, the real reason I'm writing is because the land itch is back BIG TIME right now. I'm trying to ignore it though. I really do like the city. Good people live here. We've been going to Storm games and those have been fun. There are sometimes shoulders on the streets that you can bike down. The library system is good and I utilize the shit out of it. I seriously appreciate my friends and the different people I meet here, even if I write more about wanting to move. But wanting space and grass and my own barn is something that's been true for me since I was a kid. It's the only thing in my life that hasn't changed since childhood.