I snack hats. At least I used to while tracking. I know, it is an unusual habit, but it keeps me going.
At least I would like to do more often, but my financial situation just keeps me from going on with it.
Once I was feeding on the surpreme stuff. You know, the thick felt with silk hatbands,
I kept the band for that delicious last rewarding slurp when I made some progress with the music.
Also as colorful they were, and each looked like it would taste different than the others,
giving shine to my musical style just as the smell of the ripping soft glue gave me the cleanest inspirations.
Now my situation has become worse. I simply can’t afford the top notch hats anymore.
Like it was a joy to put it on my head just before biting into the brim, but now
I have to watch for the special offers that never fit right, like they are often way too
small, so they sit on the very top of my head like a tiny cap, looking too silly in the mirror
to seem delicious and inspiring, and eating them after putting them on the foot taints
the taste in a very unpleasant way. Not to speak of 2nd hand hats, I’m through with those,
I has been disguisting and showed me that dignity needs contentment to be preserved.
So I sit here chewing on that cheap straw hat, and everything feels so dry and brittle,
and furthermore I’m in serious trouble, as my hair is going out, and I’ll soon have
no more hats left to cover the beginning baldness. Oh, shit. Life sucks.
At least I’ve no problemes with my blood sugar.
Trying to replace the hats with pushups now. At least twice a week.