i dont know why i am surprised at my own self destruction. surprised by what i do, which is often nothing or dear God of the times i do worse and go the opposite. when i do more when i should not do at all. that second pop that third candy bar or that alcohol. i understand why my body likes to kick my ass how can it detox when the poison is it’s DNA template. i try real hard to try and avoid temptation but the second i see that cake i know i’m tasting it. for everyday i try to do my best i have to fight the five days that i didn’t give a shit. i am not giving up shit laying it out. i will do better. you will see me at 85 out and about.