All my chairs are gone!!!

Fear is a strong thing. It can motivate us or paralyze us, depending on how well we are equipped to deal with it and handle life as it if thrown at us.

I must be the most motionless person in all creation.


Thinking back on my post from last night, a thought came to me: What am I afraid of -- food? Why would I allow that kind of power over me. The "mindless eating" thing makes me wonder what I would do if I really faced what I was doing. It's obvious that I'm not doing that now, but I cannot see why I'm not. Have I given up on all the hard challenges in front of me? I doubt that. Finishing college is a difficult thing for anyone to handle, especially with costs going up all over and wages... well, not. This fitness thing should be nothing and in a way I suppose it is. It is nothing until I start obsessing over it, much like I am now.

So why not do something about it? I still can't figure it... so maybe I should leave it up to the invisible audience out there who may or may not actually have read this far. What say you?! Let me know.

BTW, I took this Purity Test (this is so NSFW) that was referred to me off a mailing list... I scored
91.4% pure. I'm not sure that at my age, that's really a good thing.