If you are like me, this is too early in to be reading anyone's fasting journal - not much going on! However, it's the early days when the faster isn't into the groove and is likely to go off bingeing.
Day 1 I had some interesting skin outbreaks, but they are quite healed. I am resting as much as possible through this thing. No physical feelings of hunger - day 1 is always easy, isn't it?
One hates to wish away one's life, but yesterday went fairly rapidly and smoothly - emotionally very traumatic, but physically manageable. I had no water and barely urinated at all, so today I wish to drink supplementary water. My only friend and associate, Little Bob Poo, was mainly on hand, sometimes even on lap. I managed to inject a little culture into the day, with Latin hiphop, very nice, some Tono-Bungay (band not book!), some middlebrow short stories by Maugham I'm fond of, and my own Cafe Wha? strumming - ask me again Day 45 what I can do, and I'll gibber and drool, I'm sure.
I have deep-rooted, most severe trouble and a long way to go. You can do this, too!
Almost as determined today to do this as I am despairing it will do any good. My relatives (i.e., parents) are utterly against me, but it's a new age, isn't it? "Doctors" are so tragically 20th century - a century with a deathtoll in the trillions, man. This is what we do today - they need to get down with the new generation, right?
"Love is not a feeling. Love is put to the test."
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