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I've been enjoying a good morning juice ever since Mum got the cold press juicer last weekend. I didn't pay for it but it sits so perfectly on the second shelf of the side cupboard it feels like my pride and joy of the kitchen-appliance collection. I don't think I'd be going back to a full-day juice cleanse again anytime soon, but replacing my usual carb-laden breakfast with just a tall glass of juice has really been a huge help in combating this unaccountable heat.

I perspire enough throughout the day to possibly replace a full cardio workout. Score?

I spent a good 4-5 hrs in the kitchen post driving this afternoon. It has come to my attention that I enjoy activities that takes my mind off things. When I cook/bake/concoct random things in the kitchen I don't have to think. My mind and body mechanises on a system that is pure muscle movement and intuition of how each ingredient blends into the other. The 'science' happens out of my consciousness and I just do it. So while blogs are purposefully for thoughts and perspectives, many of my posts now are just me doing this, that or nothing. Anxiety kept at bay. But it also makes me feel like I'm undergoing mental degeneration. Sometimes I feel less human.