I've been told more than once (per conversation) that I use that phrase once, but the interesting thing is...

I was thinking about why I didn't feel as horrible as many people have described when I ate little other than fast food my first couple months in Los Angeles. It clicked with me this morning that it was probably because I'd not accumulated all the gunk from fast food growing up. Thanks, mom for feeding me well and teaching me the foundations of good nutrition. I've taken a lot of it to heart much more recently. I've been reading The 100 Year Lie and it's fricking scary.

I want to live in a giant bubble. Of course that gets me thinking of the list of people I'd want to also be in the bubble, and it actually gets a little overwhelming fast. I <3 World. Be nice to it.