JANUARY 15, 2015
The world is made of our perceptions.
Hey, how’s it going? I know some of you out there like my musings, I know others that probably think I’m insane. But I also know that I can’t quit being me.
Let me put this in perspective. I believe we shape our world. How we look, how everyone else sees us, is all based on our perceptions. And the labels that come with that perception shapes us.
Before age four, I was skinny as a rail. You could count my ribs. And then I had my tonsils removed. I can still hear the doctors voice as he said it. “Your son might put on weight after this surgery.” Before I heard those words, you would have looked at me and thought malnourished before obese. And then the weight began to pack on.
At age six, I was told I was fat. Everyone told me so. Students, teachers, other random people. Rather than fight the perspective I embraced it. In so doing my size changed in my perspective.
So, I grew. People came up with jokes to tease me about being fat, I came up with better ones. I used their weapons as a shield and in so doing I made lifestyle choices that made me fat. All my choices, all in how I perceived myself.
via Riley Amos Westbook | A fantasy Author with too much free time on his hands..
And I haven’t even been able to format them right for the premium catalog!
Now I really feel like an author. To the two people who bought my book, thank you(BTW, could you leave me a review on the first one? Lol)! Sara and I should be posting the last one on smashwords soon, then I need to find some help formatting them correctly for their catalog. Stupid TOC, they won’t accept it into their catalog unless I have one.
Been a pain in the ass editing this last book from my phone. I feel like Missy is sitting on my shoulder, whispering in my one good ear that the book isn’t done, running down to my thumbs and putting them to work on this android keyboard! Now I know why Nord hates fairies, they’re annoying!
And Sara will have her weekly post up tommorrow. We’ve both been fighting the head cold from hell! Anyways, time for the special post, I hope you all enjoy!
I’be always liked mangoes, though with how I grew up, we never had them. It wasn’t until I was 25 that I tried my first ones. Dried and prepackaged, they were a gift from a phillipino coworker. They’d been coated in singer, and were delicious!
Now that I’m making my life changes, I’ve gone back to eating them. And since they’re perfectly sweet already, I buy frozen, no sugar added.