I read today that the Japanese used to leave a little poem at the end of each diary entry. So their diary read like poetry with bits of prose between or vice versa.
So I leave you today with this:
my nerves are bad
my nails are ragg'd
my skin is torn
everywhere is picked and shorn
while i ponder the many many things
left to do
my one and only addiction
is the taste of my collagen and keratin
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