
It is getting silly. I woke up around 4AM, and couldn’t get back to sleep. There’s no point in reading the new.. I would if there were a good news newspaper,
As time marched on, I became increasingly stressed at the thought of getting up to go for a walk. Ridiculous I know, especially as going for the morning walk is becoiming central to my desire to resume my facebook posts. And yet, as soon as I decided that I wouldn’t get up and go for a walk, the stress faded like the densest fog before a glaring sun. Only to be replaced by feelings of guilt at not going for a walk, and relishing in that fact. The trouble was, the guilty feelings were definitely not as bad as the stress.
So I didn’t go for a walk, and I didn’t do a facebook post. And I am still fat! Indeed, my brain and my body are not in a good place. Perhaps chocolate will help. I am of course joking.