Lunch

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I had lunch with the editor that I am freelancing for right now. It is a nice lunch. I felt like I was back in the world again. I miss writing full-time for a newspaper. For over an hour, I felt like a normal person.

I also ate without thinking about it. This was very good.

Tomorrow is the study in Chapel Hill. I am going to get as much as I can from the experience because I know my husband will end this soon. The couples portion of this is bothering. I still think a tank of gas is a small price to pay for help someone overcome an eating disorder.

But hey what do I know.

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