Stopped at the Good Earth gro store in Marin on the way home. Getting a load of org and veg juice. Costs even less than the online store I shop. I feel like a zombie. It is like my insides were scooped out. They know that if I am in trouble I will want your help. I cannot see anyone else caring about me. I want to ask my mother if I can visit, or stay with her for various reasons.

I live you so much, but I don't need to show it. I will do it when it is allowed.