Overcoming My Chlorophyll Addiction.

I knew I needed help when I started eating cornhusks. Organic wheat grass no longer satisfied my cravings and I began devouring anything I thought contained chlorophyll. A dropped piece of lettuce. Greenery from flower arrangements. Even a green vinyl binder – an act I’m particularly ashamed of.

I’ve tried to focus on posting a blog entry today, but I can’t. No way can I write about anything civil right now.

It’s been three hours and 28 minutes since I’ve tasted chlorophyll.

My Sarasota Magazine with the glossy green cover is starting to look more appetizing than ever -- in fact, downright tantalizing.

I need an intervention in the worst way.

For some reason, I think I’ll be getting one.