Good morning. After a great night of sleep, interrupted several times by my daughter's restless sleep, I woke this morning to a distinct need to head to the loo. Seems the herbal laxitive tea is a wonder drug indeed.
Now, having just consumed 1 liter of brackish water, I'm waiting for the inevitable once again... crazy these things that we do to ourselves sometimes? Might be better being an animal - that way at least I'd be completely driven by instinct - and this ain't based on instinct, that's for sure.
However, I'm feeling fine - my tongue is white but not yet gross, I'm able to keep a level head most of the time, if a bit grumpy, and the day has begun.
On an unrelated note, it looks like this version of the fast is little more than a trial run...I will be bailing out on Thurs night, to be ready for a family gather ing on Sunday. I figure that even a short fast (3 days) is better than nothing, and it will show me whether or not I'm able to stick with this thing...cause I figure the first bit is the hardest...
But, it appears the salt water is knocking at the door, so adieu...
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