I had no idea my body was so exhausted - between living in a fishbowl on the streets for 1/3 of a year now, the internal bleeding, anemia, years for to-death's door hunger strikes, half rations now, not an hour's break in so many years I can't remember (how I Love it)...
Slept 12 hours yesterday, and 17 hours deep rest last night. Little other work completed these two days besides telling some folks that have been rocks, angels in my life that I Love them, and repacking, shedding a bunch of stuff for beloved friends to store and eventually disperse.
My bus back to the Canadian Embassy leaves at 9:50am. I can hardly wait to get back in the fight.
800 calorie per day slow-death-fast continued. Losing about 1/4 to 1/2 pound per day from 164 lbs on 8/8, the day before Nagasaki.
It remains to be seen how many of my belongings are left. Megabus has a 50lb weight limit that I exceeded mightily but had to leave 2/3 of my belonging's under a bench. If I were black, and a con, they'd be fine. But I'm not. We'll see. May have to re-create the signs, do without sleeping bags, etc.
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