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It's a lovely thing we humans do - sending postcards. We choose the most beautiful rendition of the place we can find, include a heartfelt note about how much a person we loved is missed, and the world becomes a better place.

Hunger had a tendency to wash out everything else. Emotions of any kind reached my heart, muted of color and depth.

Nothing about what I was doing was rational but packing a bathroom scale to take with me on a cross country hike was a whole new level of irrational

My penmanship was all peaks and valleys, the telltale sign of an overly excited person or possibly a psychopath.