"How often do you see them?"
"All the time... they're everywhere."
Just as the dead haunt the kid in the movie The Sixth Sense, I find I'm
startled by all the fat people I see everywhere. I used to only notice just
the really really big people and feel like a friend had appeared. Now, it
is like a freak show. I'm surrounded by weird distended pot bellies and
rears that look 3 feet wide.
Maybe part of me assumed that everyone would be losing weight, now that low
carb is well known. They're not. There is finally a diet fad that works,
and it will fade away just like the other fads. The studies needed to prove
Atkins will require decades.
I ache to be thin again. Maybe because I want it so bad I see myself rail
thin in my mind. I'm making lists of things to do when I'm thin: Change
careers. Go swimming. Go to the beach. Buy tight clothes. Dye my hair.
Find more friends. (I almost said "Find new friends."😉 I wanna go to
nightclubs and be on TV to show off my [future] look.
Will I still be understanding with all the fat people out there? Will I be
snotty and rude to them? To really appreciate a fur coat you have to throw
it on the floor a few times.
If I already feel surrounded by a society of eye startling fat people, what
will it be like a year from now?
Cubit