Went to Venice Beach to count myself as one of the freaks today. The air at the ocean was refreshing and noticeably different than just ten miles away in Hollywood. I'm finding Los Angeles to be an unsatisfactory place for me to cleanse. Two of my cleanses were at my family's home in Michigan, where I can close a door and seclude myself. One cleanse was in Maui where the sun alone gives enough life to live off of. Here...? I feel so much pressure still to deal with traffic, do business, be nice to people. I broke fast today because my body said it was too much. Exhaustion here leading to being "run down" rather than "taken down". I sliced a banana, ate it with chop sticks. Drank two young coconuts. A glass of barley greens. A glass of apple cider vinegar tea. 2.5 liters of water. Took the day off from exercise to allow recovery. So so tired anyway. In fact, I don't feel like writing.

Bad moods are really just subconscious social protection until we provide for ourselves first.

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