Skinny Love

Thursday, July 23, 2020

When I was significantly younger, my mom maintained a baby book. First of everything was noted in and many irrelevant details to be hyped. This is early 90s, in an age when optics didn't matter, my mom covered her ground for her first born. It includes stuff like, "newspaper headlines on the day of baby's birth" to "first outing" and then the details of "first cinema experience". You know, noteworthy events. 

Today, was a noteworthy event. I stepped out for the first time since 5th March and good god, I think it was an experience. My legs have forgotten how to walk and for the first time in 28 years, I found my legs to have become flabby and fat. WHO AM I? WHAT IS THIS YEAR? 

The year I lost my job and my legs became fat ugh. 

Look, fat is my problem. I mean, I'm eating Italian pretty much every night for dinner and despite all my no-cheese and homemade cheese attempts, it's a lot of calories that are adding straight to the body. I have nothing to look forward to and live for barring the food I cook and eat. If that's not worth keeping me afloat and cheerful then what's been the point of all of this.

I digress, but what did happen today was that I stepped out for the first time and saw four fucking convertibles in the span of half an hour. I won't get into the nitty gritty of how are people taking their convertibles out without their mask or why but I'd just like to talk about it. Yes, that happened. 

There's more to be written about and definitely engage with, but not today. 

(Track of the day.)

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