I try to medicate my mind with citrus. With zingy juice that shocks the brain into submission. A bright spot in the winter months, even if here the sun shines instead of snows. The citrus grows in abundance in the back yard, front yard, yards down the street, yards across town. We give it away, unable to consume it all, for fear of a vitamin C explosion in our bodies. Instead, I mix it and match it, hoping to find the combo that works, that helps.
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I try to medicate my mind with citrus. With zingy juice that shocks the brain into submission. A bright spot in the winter months, even if here the sun shines instead of snows. The citrus grows in abundance in the back yard, front yard, yards down the street, yards across town. We give it away, unable to consume it all, for fear of a vitamin C explosion in our bodies. Instead, I mix it and match it, hoping to find the combo that works, that helps.