What do I eat when I'm at the table.
I see lettuce, I see cheese and i see apples.
There are so many choices for me to make.
Its important for me to make the right one.
The best I can do is stop and think and realize that
I can only chew as much as my mouth can handle.
When it comes time to eat again, i will know that I
can have a little of each.
Why am I being so picky about how I see things.
I guess its time to drink some water.
Making the right choice requires time.
I know i'm missing something. Oh, its the exercise.
The most important one of all.
It only shows to see that thinking and smiling while I'm thinking is
nourishing and relaxing for me.
Copyright © Brigett Hurley | Year Posted 2014
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