So it’s come to this. We are forced to run, like wild animals. I never thought it would get this bad. Getting older is one thing, but when you reach the point where you can no longer expect to do whatever you want without immediate consequences, it’s like, what’s the point?
The one thing I will say about it is that at least you know where you stand. When you’re young, you can eat garbage and you’ll still be okay, but you never know when it’ll come back to haunt you. At least now, there’s the sort of instant karma situation where you can tell right away that you have to do something to right the terrible wrong.