Worn out!. . .

I’m sat in a cafe, and it’s narcotic, I’m guessing from the decor that its trying to relive the past.

I’m almost a quarter of the way through my bacon sandwich, it’s nice, but I should have indulged in a full breakfast. You see, the table adjacent to mine did, and now they are gorging themselves on fodder that could have been mine.

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Freedom

#MarcsEternityTips #God #youareloved #coffee #shoes

Today has been an interesting day! It began in the usual manner, the shill tone of the alarm clock, and the sun’s dim glow from behind drawn curtains, indicated that a new day had begun.

But as I placed the dental floss between my protruding teeth, something felt slightly odd! Something I couldn’t explain had stirred the excitement gene, generating a power surge behind the mechanics of my thoughts and it was peculiarly nauseating!

With the chores completed I ventured into the nearby city to purchase shoes. You see, winter is fast approaching and my cholesterol-lined arteries now require assistance to heat my feet in the coldest of weather.

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Too Tired To Fight

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#Fight #God #Life

Work was a real chore today.

It was as if all the joyful components had been removed, leaving me with the acute sense that this is ‘hard work’.

At first I considered the early hour to be the rationale for my uncomfortableness, yet I have functioned admirably on many occasions in this time zone.

 So, how can this be? how can one day be so unlike the previous day? how can two days be so unhinged?

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#ManUp . . .

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I’m sat waiting for the rice to finish cooking, it’s part of a delicious dish I’m cooking, judging by the aroma that the #SlaughteredChicken is producing, now that the fleshy morals have been dusted with herbs, it’s going to be delightful. . .

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The other day I sat chatting with a few mates, and the topic of discussion was, ‘What is a Real Man!’.

It was quite a straight forward question but the conversation seemed to be stuck in a groove of uncertainty!.

You could sense the unease, you could see beads of perspiration forming on foreheads.
It was as if the question was to dangerous to handle!. . .

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