Wishing I could eat like a bird

I can’t eat any more.  I mean it.  I’ll explode.  This whole week – too much.  And now just about everything feels like too much.  I met John for lunch at Panera today, and after just half a sandwich and a small salad, I felt like I’d eaten a house.  Dinner tonight (before yoga) is decaf tea and a piece of toast with peanut butter.  I’m not so sure that won’t feel like too much, too.

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