Quickie - Part II

I am heartened.

These days, whenever too much pressure builds up within me and I get dangerously close to exploding into a million messy pieces, I find myself craving for a solid jog of 3 big rounds around the sprawling park and its greenery* instead of that carcinogenic you-know-what.

I am finally really, truly, getting there.




*Occasionally replaced by visions of vicious attacks on buffet spreads.