this morning #233.

this morning, a better, balanced breakfast built up her bravado for the day ahead. there was something about a big, bland bowl of bran that invigorated her & brought her back to her childhood days under the thumb of a mum who insisted on injecting health into everything. it had rubbed off in a most unhealthy way and, as an adult, she was in a constant war with her weight & physical ailments. she was at a loss as to how all that obsessive matriarchal advice could have failed her. it had failed her mum in much the same way. when she lost her to skin cancer in ‘02, it made little sense. it still didn’t. still, with outside forces afoot, she had to take what control she could. bran was the plan.