Recalibration & Bumps Of Caviar For Ma Bitch.

Recalibration.

That's how I would describe 2024 for me. 

Lots of data coming in... Analysis... And then rest. And reworking.

I feel less sleepy. Possibly more clear. Slightly.

With a new fondness for fruit...

I used to crave cheese and protein. And bread. 

Now it's grapes. Oranges. Strawberries.

Today I found the energy to go to a yoga class and do about 70% of it. And this evening I tucked in and watched my favorite film while feeding my dog bumps of Petrossian caviar.

The caviar was meant for me... But I lost interest after the first potato chip spread with thick creme fraiche and the inky black stuff went in my mouth.

My taste buds are out of whack. 

Have I mentioned to you how terrible soda tastes to me?

Ugh.

It has a chemical taste to it.

And today, as I wandered the aisles of Whole Foods to try to find something that sounded good to eat... I could smell the same chemical taste.

I hope this is all a permanent change.  I have no desire to revert back.