Friday, October 14, 2011
Some of this weeks work. The ziploc bag is full of dried prune-plums, and there are more still drying in the dehydrator. I also forgot the applesauce and plum puree.
Sometimes I feel like a failure, like a waste of space, like I am sucking energy out of the world and don't give anything back. And I know that some of this is echoing the words of a particularly toxic person, but in any case, it still echoes through me, over and over and over again. I cannot afford to spend another second of my life around people who tell me things like that....because hurtful things stick to me like glue...I don't know yet how to get rid of them, how to shake them off.
I like to reclaim things that are being wasted or thrown away or unappreciated. Like this fruit. Meh...this conversation is depressing me. :-/