It’s day #3. Stomach is my main concern now, but if I keep this up I will end up just like last time. Ok. Getting that bit of fatness that no one will notice, but will make a dramatic difference. That’s me. 2009 started off with around 70kgs. Ended with a variable weight of 62 to 64. As usual, no way. I will need someone to watch over me and keep me from giving myself up to anything (unless it’s good of course). Some sort of sphynx guarding the entrance to my subconscious, preventing the outside world from breaking in and slowly disrupting my internal balance. No riddles. Just a plain simple “WTF do you want?!”
A good old friend of mine just read yesterday’s words and immediately came up with the solution she found when her life was feeling the same as me. You’re perfectly right, that’s exactly what I want to do. But it’s not easy when everything you always did had to be put aside for whatever reason (overwhelming dayjob maybe?). I’m trying to get back to that good freelancer spirit that moved me before becoming a number on a badge. I cannot say this experience has been completely bad though, it’s just the violent reaction I was talking about… Rejection. I’m always passionate and emotional for what I do, I cannot deny that sometimes this gets in the way. But that’s the only way I know for doing things. From the heart.