Today I relate to that week old corpse that comes afloat due to cadaverous bloat sporting a macabre pallor of gray mortality, with eyes reduced to a squint courtesy enlarged eye bags, the distance between jawline and neck but a blur, arms like sagging meatbags, the curve between waist and stomach a straight line, thighs a thunder and chins a plenty.
This isn't what I expected though this is exactly what happens after a night of excesses whence the dinner has been had much too late and the timings between meal and sleep are less than a couple hours.
Did I drink a lot? No sir. I did drink but efficiently made my own drinks that were less than 10mls each and of those I had maybe three?
I do blame the sodium that was I believe in mounds served up in all the foods that were of the largely snacking variety.
Chips and processed fries and taco's and spring rolls also fried and now I feel like I've been boiled up into a fattened cow.
I hate waking up like this, feeling heavy and thickset and all over depressed.
Sleeping late and on a full stomach to wake up late and feeling full still and all over disgusted.
A bloated face is one thing, but feeling it all over is entirely another and I need to remedy this quick if I wish to look anything like myself tonight.
It's not about appearances merely but the fact that you generally feel unhealthy especially with that taste inside your mouth that is suggestive of butter tastelessness.
Green tea..that's what I need and a lean salad and oh yogurt
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