Eating too much have it’s bad points. Period. This morning I had this spring roll and that noodle, it is just too much. Not to mention the curry puff and hot dog bun before.
The stomach fills up to its limit no matter how slowly or small a bite you took out. Which brings us back to the point. Does it matter what we eat? For me, eating a little, the body remembers a lot.
Before that, yes, it does matter. I like this . I like that but to a certain limit, the mature way is; anything goes. Anything you eat is just going to fill up your stomach.Like it or not. It’s just a cannon fodder for filling up your own stomach. And up to a point no matter what food you eat. It is not going to matter. Don’t you find it strange that you can go a Long way to find the food you want . You eat it and it’s just not going to matter after a little while?
The stomach says enough of that and you ends up with a engorged tummy while taking a walk. The tummy feels just so full. Before the point of bursting. Yes , it is that full. You are just , by then, promising yourself ,in future, you’re just not eating that much. Not to mention the weighing scale in the morning after.
The cold sweat comes upon your neck. The moment you feels that, you know in future you are just not eating that much. But empty promises are empty promises. Later, you just put on the weight or don’t for the later meals that is. Even eating lard has its limits. You eat to a certain level, you have to beg yourself to stop.
And the fullness stays there , like a rock waiting to be slaughtered. While you just sits there. Is it going to be painful? You keep asking yourself. The operation to have your intestines removed. The feeling of the fullness just stays there till you gets fat and wishing you hadn’t had that much before. Not to mention you have to wait for all that food to move from your stomach to your smaller intestines. It , the feeling, can be comforting yet isolating. I am going to get fat, I heard myself said repeatedly.
It is too late because you keep eating a lot beforehand. Nobody to blame the mistake.Nobody to confess your wrongs. You feels like the most isolated being in the world. It doesn’t matter. The next time you won’t do it again.