Heavy belly. Titties, a dangling pouch of nerve’s. Tiny bowling balls stuck to the sides of neurotransmitters inside my skull. My body is weak after a long week and my mood is irritable like bowels after red lentils. Clouds looming over sunshine. Face-frowned in a grumpy squeeze. Orange moon lined with red river is coming through. Ugh. Ps: And I get to eat delicious soul food this morning with my family, not too bad. -Gracie