Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Food, it sustains or it kills. There is truth in dramatics.
My past ... I lived to eat. Food was/is my drug. Cravings. Mood Swings. An Obsession. Draining. A silent killer.
My present ... I eat to live. Sustaining! A passion.
My future ... alive. Living. Creating. Free.
My Life Lesson, after all - I don't live without faults:
If itís here and itís naughty, I will eat it.