Mung Day twenty three

Wowee, what an awesome day. Ok, so munging is going well. I feel great and happy. Art school was fantastic, we learnt screen printing and lino printing and I made a wicked poster of Yogi Gem. I love life, it really is the best thing in the world and I'm smitten with every single day. I'm starting to look at that attachment - why it's there, why I am riling against it and struggling to get rid of it when I should really just accept it and patiently allow it to resolve itself and move on at its own pace. For the first time, I'm wondering how far back this issue actually stems... and perhaps I have hung it on to sx for want of a better peg to hang it on. We'll see, we'll see. I'm good, happy, wonderful, sweet as peas. Thank you for such a wonderful life.

Day twenty two. 22. Double swans?

I do believe we've reached day 22. Still loving it. Loving it to bits. Wish it could last forever... which it can. I'm trying to make up my mind whether to stop drinking for good. I enjoy the odd mulled cider, but perhaps it's time now to throw in the towel? Still deciding, not 100% sure. We'll see. So I'm happy, rosy cheeked and well. Detoxing is so much better than I expected. Loving it loving it loving it.