I really, really feel like writing about this one.
I, for the nth time, have become guilty of abusing my earthen body again. I worked way beyond my physical limits.
My tummy went berserk yesterday, and it was really violent. The tiles, the faucet, and that throne suddenly became my frequent friends.
I lost a lot of body fluid in the process. It made me very weak. Yet still, I decided to go to work, much to my wife's protest.
This morning, upon arriving at our office, I knew my body could not handle eight hours of office drama. It was downright impossible.
For the body, that is.
All that propelled me is my stubborn refusal to let the workload take one golden opportunity to crazily pile up and multiply like gremlins on the loose. No way! Over my dead gorgeous body!
And before I knew it, my spirit, armed with that unyielding will power, has taken over my dehydrated earthen body.
Eight hours is now over. What a daredevil stunt for this differently educated soul!
Finally, I can now go home.
I, for the nth time, have become guilty of abusing my earthen body again. I worked way beyond my physical limits.
My tummy went berserk yesterday, and it was really violent. The tiles, the faucet, and that throne suddenly became my frequent friends.
I lost a lot of body fluid in the process. It made me very weak. Yet still, I decided to go to work, much to my wife's protest.
This morning, upon arriving at our office, I knew my body could not handle eight hours of office drama. It was downright impossible.
For the body, that is.
All that propelled me is my stubborn refusal to let the workload take one golden opportunity to crazily pile up and multiply like gremlins on the loose. No way! Over my dead gorgeous body!
And before I knew it, my spirit, armed with that unyielding will power, has taken over my dehydrated earthen body.
Eight hours is now over. What a daredevil stunt for this differently educated soul!
Finally, I can now go home.
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