You know when you have those kinds of days that don’t seem to have a thread of connectivity running through them to ground you? So, you’re kind of like the tasmanian devil dude spinning around everyone, and …. Look, let’s just be honest. I was manic today. And it’s Tuesday. So, according to The Bangles, I can’t even do manic correctly. But anyway. It was a wild kind of day. Rollercoastery. No, spellcheck. Rollercoastery, NOT rollercoasters. I’ll write my own

So, I’m gluten free. Have been for a year and a few months now. And it appears to be a larger issue to two people I barely even know than it really is or has ever been for me. It seemed to seriously upset these people. Everyone else I know is either mildly curious at the very most or could NOT care less, and these people rock because….exactly.  Who cares what I’m eating unless I’m forcing you to change the