Still going outside, still trying. My body feels lighter and my legs feel stronger. I enjoy being outside.
I like going to different shops to look around, maybe even buy something. I bought things for myself today. A cheap hair mask and tobacco supplies. I also had two coffees while I was out and a pastry made of a smoked delicacy.
There weren’t a lot of people in the streets. Which is a good thing. I visitedy esthetician in her new shop. She is busy in the next two days but she will be available soon. I need to do my eyebrows, that’s always my biggest problem. I think I’m going to do my nails as well, in a nice spring color. Just to look a little more polished. What color should I pick?
I did the first part of my core work out. I worked on my legs and abdomen. There are still some exercises to go and I will do them in a few minutes.
There’s a huge difference between having a completely sedentary love life and a more active life, in which you walk and work out. I feel better. I don’t feel as sad or melancholic. My thoughts are peaceful. My body is heavy from the exercise but I’m at peace. Tonight, I’ll sleep like a baby.
I’ve lost several pounds (I’ll update you when I know exactly how many) and I’m motivated to work out more and continue on a diet. The older you get, the harder it is to lose the weight. I don’t want to have health problems due to being heavier. I want to have a slender figure for a few reasons and aesthetics is one of them. I’m attracted to slender and well-built men. Those men normally want women who are lighter than me. I like how I look when I’m lighter and men like me more,too. Not that it matters now, I’m completely celibate. I have no wish to engage with men I don’t know.
Just a quiet night, no big problems, the trash truck is outside, some cars pass by. I have everything I need and more. What else can I ask for? Being single is so good. Honestly, I didn’t think I would like it as much as I do. I went on an adventure. I discovered that going alone isn’t so bad. Sometimes it’s better to be alone. Though I’m never really alone: there’s always mom or dad, maybe a friend or my ex. I’m in an isolated room, away from everyone but I feel their presence. When my dad had pneumonia, I felt the emptiness of the house. In the beginning, it was so unsettling. Then I got used to it but this “alone time” with people in the house is much more comfortable to me. Maybe if they went on holiday to somewhere, I would like being here alone. That would be a completely different situation.
I digress. A lot. But I guess my thoughts are like that. Sometimes they’re all over the place. They run wild.
I’m going to draw and review an opinion article I recently wrote to see if I can post it. I love you all. You are amazing. ❤️