I continue trodding along, I observe the daisies. I make choices, not always the best ones for me. I waste time online, I eat too much sugar. I don’t walk every day. I am filled with millions of instant regrets. Time slips by as I get older and fatter. I forget more and more. I am preoccupied with unproductive thoughts. My routines slip and become obsolete. I need to slap myself out of this.
In Sync With The Universe 