“A Penny For Your Thoughts…”

I went to bed around 9pm last night. I awoke at 2 am from dreams that I was rewatching a previously forgotten season of Doctor Who run by Steven Moffat which instead of the usual Christmas Special had featured 7 various specials that all seemed very far removed from one another but when viewed in their entirety formed a complete whole that illuminated and complimented each installment as part of the greater whole. It was both fascinating and annoying. When I woke Aaron wasn’t in bed. He likely accidentally woke me when he got up for a moment. I had a stomach cramp. I tried going back to sleep but soon realized this wouldn’t work, so I got up.

I started drinking smoothies about a month ago. For decades I’ve been eating ice cream on a nearly daily basis. My stomach is partially paralyzed and it is not uncommon for anything I consume to come back up. This began in August of 2001. Since then, ice cream has become a favorite because if it makes a second or third appearance, it is not sharp – it doesn’t hurt me. It is also often still cold and pleasant, which can not be said for many other foods. It made sense. But it was also not healthy. Now I drink smoothies which, when featuring the right ingredients, have all the benefits of ice cream but far less of the unhealthy elements. I compared the statistics and the changes were drastic. Far less sugar, sodium, cholesterol, but far more protein and fiber. And I’ve now been eating fruit every day for over a month. That’s pretty amazing.

Perhaps I should watch the new Daredevil, but I don’t feel quite awake enough for that. Perhaps in a while. Or maybe I’ll be tired enough, and comfortable enough to get back to sleep? Time will tell.

It’s 3 AM now. I will likely either work on my site for a bit or possibly a viewing order, which will end up here in future. Writing like this it seems strange that I went for so many years without doing so. I suppose my Facebook posts filled that void, but I didn’t always feel comfortable there and I suspect what I wrote was either self-edited or when seen in full, just more evidence that I never truly felt at home there.

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