There is a memory there, I know there is. The hard parts have been blocked to shield me from reality. My job is to unblock the hidden and work through the flow. This day is about arming myself with the tools needed to get through the next seven days. I go about this task with visual flashes and physical distress at the thought of the task in front of me. Nevertheless I head to Maxi Foods, list tattooed in my memory. Cabbage, onions and celery. Cabbage, carrots and tomatoes. CABBAGE, mushrooms and peppers. Yes...Cabbage soup. My penance for the next 7 days. This concoction is what will feed and nourish me for the next 10,080 minutes. I shall emerge from this self inflicted oral flagellation a new svelte being. Ready to stand tall once again and continue the journey without my new cellmate CABBAGE.

Comments