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Last night, I was having a sugar low and I went to the bathroom and dropped the toilet paper, which was precariously placed on a tiny shelf, on the dark floor and started crying. This happens. My mind gets all confused and I feel as if aliens have taken over my brains and emotionally I become a basket case. So in the bathroom – which was three foot by three foot – I tried to figure out what to do. I decided I would come out and drink a large glass of water and eat some bread and that I would try to calm down until I could eat.

When Oprah was on one of her diet rants she stressed the need to feel hunger and said that hunger is good because it means you are burning calories. Who died and made Oprah god is what I want to know? For me that is total bullshit, when I don’t eat for eight hours, which is what happened yesterday, my body starts shutting down.

Later, after I had eaten some delicious tapas, had some rose, and many glasses of water, I went back to the tiny New York bathroom in the tiny New York restaurant and I was smiling in the tiny mirror, happy with myself. As I reached for the toilet paper, I tipped over the glowing pillar candle and hot burning wax spilled down the front of me.

I kept smiling.

Sugar low vs. no sugar low.

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