I am fat, and it’s all your fault.
When every happenstance seems mundane and ordinary, when you disappear, and they all slowly walk away, and all of it threatens to push me over the edge, into vast nothingness, I try and focus on my breathing. Inhale, exhale: over and over again, until the need to regulate it ceases, until I can focus on nothing but me, alone, safe, and warm, still alive and breathing. I focus on the smiles and laughter sequestered by the defense mechanisms honed by me and by you, by us all: romantic comedies/ action movies, popcorn, Coke with lots of ice and copious amounts of chocolate ice cream.

Purely_Narcotic said,
28 October 2009 at 1:15 pm
Kapalbhati yoga happening?!
Sirop said,
28 October 2009 at 2:04 pm
Pranayam?
J' said,
4 November 2009 at 1:00 am
Yay!
I am not the only one!
Sirop said,
5 November 2009 at 10:37 am
Hehe! :)
G said,
14 November 2009 at 12:41 pm
I found you on PurelyNarcotic’s blogroll, of course.
I love the title of this post :)
-G
P.S. Are you not updating Boys Are Useless anymore? But but but, they are!
Sirop said,
16 November 2009 at 8:27 am
Welcome G, and Thank you!
I am hardly updating this blog…! Will get to boysareuseless asap. Do send in your contributions ;)