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Wednesday, October 16, 2013

I don't like

how there's no room to stretch, though this piso is huge
how I can't even complete a day of my monthly challenges (deep breathing, no meat + no dairy diet) because I'm force-fed beef stew
how there's more cheese than pizza sauce
how I can't buy a plane ticket to Stockholm or a supplement online
how dogs shit in the middle of the sidewalk and pee on cars
how everyone smokes
how I'm weird for wanting to go on a diet to cleanse my body
how I'm weird for looking at the sun to sneeze
the second-hand smoke
how I can't find the things I need for my tiquis-miquis, picky body
how bad I want to hold my sister
how slippery the cobble stone is in flip flops
how no one follows the rules of staying on the right side of the sidewalk


but I'll miss it. I'll miss the freedom, to not strain myself to diets and to have no other choice but to be an opportunist.

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