living life. now. no matter what your weight is.

It's Sunday morning here.  Not too early - just before 7am.  I've been awake for hours, fighting off horrible dreams.  Not dreams about monsters or serial killers.  Instead, thoughts, dreams and feelings that we (probably) all experience almost every single day.  I was dreaming about being left out of the cool group.  If I was 10 years younger, I'd be making a joke about FOMO. (more…)