of drugs. I'm on antibiotics for a kidney infection. With each pill, this thick cloud of haze tightens its grip in my head. Squeezes my eyes, dries my mouth into a cracked foot, pinpricks my neck and shoulders. Anti-bio , anti-life. I wonder, how much more masochistic can big pharma get?
I shall seek bacteria, in fermented foods, in the soil, in my imagined family of dogs and animal comforts, in the sunrays upon my skin. Immunity loves life, the living. It's in the roses, in the mushrooms, in my intestines.
Life is not in news, media, facebook...these are anti-bio menaces in my life I need less of. It is the anti-bio haze of confusion, chaos, and tragedy.
Need to call in more life. A call to live. to live. to move. to breathe in that which is alive. I will open a window!