Day 139

'An Apple a day', Pen and Watercolour on Paper

We've all heard the old adage that, 'an apple a day keeps the doctor away', we understand that to remain healthy we need to eat right, exercise and treat our body like a temple. Yet even though we know the repercussions of not heeding this advice rather than worship at the alter we poison the very chalice we sup from by allowing all manner of crap to pass our lips. Not only this but we do it constantly until the point of ruin then attempt to make up for it all be detoxing for a few days and going for a five minute jog before collapsing in a sweaty fetid heap, gasping for air and barely able to control the involuntary muscle shuddering from our now jelly like legs. Every once in a while we find ourselves following this ritual, normally for a limited time as well, as it seems to pacify us enough that we can once again return to binging  until our hearts content. The strange thing is when it has gotten to a point where we are feeling a little under the weather the hypochondriac in us all leaves us with the impression that we are only inches away from deaths grasp. However rather than seek actually medical help we tend to diagnose ourself, convincing our own mind that the body is on the verge of collapse. Normally though it is the case that it is purely paranoia and all we really need is a short break, a good nights sleep and then we can get back to what we do best indulging and living in excess.