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i spend a wholesome chunk of my morning just stretching. it makes me very aware of being. a little activity goes far for me, my nervous system gets more jittered than it should. otherwise i feel fine, even great.

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in class we learn about the silly things our minds do, and how we persist in doing them even when aware of. the TA i’ve always liked asked us at the end if what we learn in psych can be applied to our lives to enhance our well-being. i was too lazy to answer this for myself, mental note: i should soon.

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at the end of the juiciest, reddest, crisp apple is the indescribable sadness of an impending last bite.

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we’ve got aluminium foil strewn across the floor. styrofoam plates, ropes, plastic cutlery. it’s like the most dismal picnic on earth (sans food). all in hope for electrostatic miracle, for a slight nudge of metal perched precariously on a piece of tack. science experiments are to an arts student tiresome, but i quite like the thrill of being something else for awhile. i quite like pretending to know science.

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snack of the day is heinz biscotti dipped in peanut butter. yes, the baby food. obsessed and unabashed.

Sorry but how does such a no frills piece of biscuit taste so magical.