Four days to go, or should I say four years to go... It will be like a walk up the side of a mountain in Nepal, barefoot, in the snow, with no Sherpa...carrying enough food to feed the rest of the monastery. And pulling a dead horse. But it will be worth it. Food intake … Continue reading 37 Days to Zen – 4 Days Left
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37 Days to Zen – Day 20 Change Day Lucky 13
If 13 is an unlucky number, I must be one lucky guy... 13 days in and I have been dead to the world for the past three. I can't seem to shake this feeling, and I am certain by now it's not sickness. Well, it could be mental sickness, but that's for another series...now back … Continue reading 37 Days to Zen – Day 20 Change Day Lucky 13
37 Days to Zen – Day 14 One Week of Change
That, and it doesn't taste like most diet drinks that were engineered from the back sweat of an elephant.
37 Days to Zen – Day 8, Change Day 1
Coke Zero is now the drink of choice until I can wean myself off completely, as Diet Coke tastes like a homeless man's crotch in early August.
37 Days to an Asylum – Which Might be Zen
T-minus 4 days. Four days until I wave a tearful goodbye to Taco Bell for a while. Wendy's Baconator. McDonald's McMuffins. Hell, I am choking up a little as I type this out. Well, the choking might be Swiss Cake Roll induced, as four of those little brown devils is what I had for breakfast. … Continue reading 37 Days to an Asylum – Which Might be Zen
37 Days to Either a Heartattack or Zen – Day 2
So, with day 2 in the books, I felt good for a total of an hour and a half, the total time it took me to consume my meals. The rest of the day I remained as sluggish as always, irritable, and an uneasy feeling now growing in the pit of my stomach.
37 Days to Zen – Day 1
T-minus 7 days until my body begins to go into complete and total shock. I have grown tired of feeling tired, aching, stressed, and feeling completely useless in the universe. Day one consisted of the regular day to day operations of being a complete failure on a planetary scale.