They keep telling us to get in touch with our bodies. Mine isn’t all that communicative but I heard from it the other day after I said,
“Body , how’d you like to go to the six o’clock class in vigorous toning?”
Clear as a bell, my body said, “Listen fatty… do it and die.”
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My mind not only wanders, it sometimes leaves completely.
Ought to listen to mine:
“mmmm, ice cream sounds good right now.”