Don't deceive yourself.
I plateaued today.
I tried to console myself, but there was still a part of me that wanted to scream.
I'm on day four of the Copenhagen, and still going strong. I can tell my body's in ketosis,
because I no longer feel hungry... And my pee smells fruity.
Weird, I know.
It's Wednesday over here, and my devilish self will be heading off to church soon.
Yeah, you heard right- Church.
I'm almost completely certain one of these days, I'm going to be positively struck by lightning right where I stand. I used to have very strong faith, but as the years passed... It just, faded.
In part, because I saw how much history had been manipulated for just that sake in history. It struck me as positively horrendous.
But I have a secret.
Sometimes, I catch myself praying.
And it scares me. What if there is something more?
Something bigger than me?
But I can't think of such things. I guess, in a sense, this is why I love the band Coldplay so much.
They gave me something to believe in, bigger than myself. Something I can stand in awe of.
A chance to feel.
All I ever wanted was a chance.
Today the day has been passing rather lovely. I fell asleep on a picnic table at lunch, with the warm sun on my back, to memories I didn't know existed.
A smiling child, with a sparkle in her eyes.
Oh, these days long gone by... Still they haunt me.
You know, in some sick way, it's like my hunger consoles me.
When I'm hungry, I don't have to think.
When I'm hungry, I don't have to feel.
No wonder hunger is a couple steps from death.
I'm hoping for a lower number tomorrow... But hey, aren't we all?
I laugh in the face of deceit.
You thought you were alive, didn't you?