My well-fed fat face

My brain is pissed off at me. It wanted to chew on an ugly bone yesterday and I took it away.

“Don’t use those puppy dog eyes.” I said, “You’ll come to me later, sick and crying…you can’t put everything in your mouth and not have consequences.”

I was kind but firm.

It has been decades of me being lazy.

Not being a proper parent to my brain.

No wonder is eats everything.

That is changing.