I was too thin. I was working all the time, not eating at home. Spaghetti bolognese on planes. Ugh. Now most of my meals I cook for myself with organic ingredients.
Compost makes houseplants very happy.
It's become more and more of a priority for me to tread as lightly as possible in the world.
Nobody responds to being made to feel judged.
I've recently started composting in my apartment, which is quite an adventure.
I think there's a lot projected on beautiful women, period. At least, maybe this is just my fear, but I do sometimes feel dismissed before I've even been allowed to participate. I have moments of feeling really wounded. But I am pretty optimistic, and I do enjoy a lot of my life.