This is the final stick. No more after this. The headache crept in.
Now the real battle begins. If I don't quit, I will end up like the chain-smoking chimpanzee. I need to fight the Dark Depression.
I need to save myself from me. My biggest enemy is me.
I need to strengthen the meaning of my life. I need to live my story.
All positions are secured. All deliverables are secured. I am indeed complete. I passed the test.
Now to get on with my life.
Fight cigarettes, the ever-going battle. I only started smoking in September. So I can still quit. There is plenty of time to quit before the year ends. Now I know, I smoke because I am depressed. It is not so much because of Nicotine Addiction. I was self-medicating.
There is nothing wrong with my perception. I write as I see it. That part is now complete.
If I am God, I should call the shot. I decide for myself. However, that is not the best judgment on my side. I should listen to Lao Tzu. As long as I can run, it doesn't matter where I run. The scenery is just the backdrop. The front scene is inside my mind.
I just took a vote. No running Bukit Kiara. The deal is closed. I run the Double Mobius Strip instead.
Live your truth
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