It is a Monday,
Boxing day carried over,
And it feels so strange.
Families walk by,
Taking their family walks,
Out in the cold air.
I am at a loss,
Motivation is on leave,
What can I do now?
Intermitant fasts,
Really, I think? But it’s here,
With not all my meals!
Must I loose some weight,
Mine is just displaced, not fat,
And in the wrong place.
