Coded green.
Pic of the day: Life is like that too. Although in this case it is an anime episode about the characters watching anime(!), from Narue no Sekai. One of my favorite anime incidentally, especially the first episodes. Fast forwardWriting angsty entries seem to take too much out of me to finish. That is too say, I'm too lazy to do it. I am not exercizing as much as the doctor wants, but enough that each day I feel like I've extended myself. My muscles daily feel like I'm the day after some P.E. event of my youth. Of course, this is not exactly my youth, so it takes a lot less to make them do that. I have considered getting some bathroom scales (is it really called that? Personal self-weighing implement) to check my weight. But of course weight does not tell everything. For instance, fat weighs less than muscle. I don't think starvation is an immediate threat despite my quite moderate eating. The muscles of my legs sometimes seem to disagree, but I think it is more a matter of getting the food to the right place instead of storing it in the wrong place. My body may think it's time to shut down, but I'm not motivated for that, despite all my mental preparation to accept inevitable aging. I just have an irrational love for life, I guess, even at this age. |
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