...to have an experience so wonderful but only for fleeting moments... then to long for it again forever... knowing... it will always be just out of reach.
...and kill me if my weight ever gets over 300 pounds.
At that point, there would be no hope for me unless I quit working, eating, sleeping and living and just ran on a treadmill all the time.
Working in hospitals, man I see it all. The constant variety of the world of... humans. The fat, the thin, the old, the young...
I can't stop from getting old.
Sometimes accidents happen, or you get sick and need treatment...
But... if I ever let myself go to the point of being THAT obese... just kill me. I wouldn't be able to live like that.
I thank you in advance.
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