Neglecting the starving

A good measure of my state of mind is whether I delete the reminders from The Hunger Site without bothering to do my clicking duties.

Of course, if I wanted to combat starvation I’d have something to eat. Charity begins at home, in the kitchen.

Now have joint pains, and am threatened with bone-density checks. The pain is interesting, in the way that pain only can be when it is a useful distraction from something worse. I am joining the other dispassionate observers of my disintegration and I have a ringside seat. Bring on the lions, it’s not exciting enough.

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