A Juicing Crone

I think I’m in perimenopause, I think I’m in perimenopause, I keep hearing as a refrain all around me… well me motherfuckin’ too. Except I think I am now in full blown meno, yes, indeed, on my way to becoming a crone. It’s okay. No, it’s really not ok. I sweat bullets most nights. I can’t drink alcohol to self-soothe anymore, it’s not working, and when I eat rich foods, you may as well flatten them out and apply them directly to my belly and hips. Then let me…