Went to bed last night, feeling hungry, stomach growling.
This morning I can feel the stomach, it's very unhappy.
But the thing is I don't have to listen to the incessant gurgling . This body is beholden to me, not I to it. It inhabits me.
It strange to go through life, with something that just seems to be attached to you, making you do things you don't remember. And then suddenly you look down and realize what's been draggin you down all this time. I realized that I had let it go on too long. Control is the only leverage, and I can take and give it to this body whenever I want.
I have a body.
But that doesn't mean I have to like it.
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