I've been doing the things I need to do, for the most part. Sadly I have recognized that when my energy for keeping the troops rallied is gone that I turn to icky, mind numbing, artery clogging American food. It's a subconscious form of punishment that I vow to stop here and now.
Preparing my lunch today made me smile. Made me feel like I was showin some luv to good ole me. It felt good. It tasted good. It tasted alive and filled my cup back up with the energy I need for my journey.
You're more than welcome to join me, but there will be no more rah, rah, rah. Either do it or don't. It's your journey choice.