I have to put up a fight. Keep hitting the same spot until the stone splits.
The idea is to immerse me in self-thought without having to clash my personal values with common values.
I should remain isolated in my idea. Then only it will remain original. It's not that I am against outside ideas, but in order to stay focused, I should remain original.
I am sure this nagging feeling I have can be solved by me having to eat right, move more, and sleep well.
The gunk is very frightening. It's tar mixed with blood. Four years after quitting and I still spit and sputter gunk. I hope it is good news. As in the body is cleaning itself. As in the cilia are pushing the tar out of my lungs.
I don't mind dying. But as long as I am alive I intend to make the best out of it.
Time to break free. I failed to lose weight the second time around this year. I must be humble and accept that I cannot fight with Sugar head-on. The tougher I am, the tougher it gets.
Which will get me? Gout, hypertension, cancer, diabetes, kidney failure, liver cirrhosis, or mental illness MEDICATION?
All the[r]e (these) can be avoided with diet and exercise.
It turned out that being overweight is more dangerous than smoking cigarettes. So many health complications from being fat.
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