Its 5am. Snooze. Its 6am. Argh! Snooze again. 6.45! Rushes off the bed to get into some workout gear.
Steps out the house, taps on play. 1st Kings 1, “Now King David was very old and no matter how many blankets covered him, he could not keep warm”. Mind wanders off. King David is about to die. How could he be God’s favorite with all the atrocities he committed? Can I get away with all the crap I have done? Well, I’m not David.
“Good morning ma”, Ah good morning. Walks faster. How long will I be able to walk today? Sigh.
Click. WhatsApp. Chat: Good morning A. How are you? Not walking today? “No”. Okay. “Carry on”.
“…Then David died and was buried with his ancestors in the City of David”. That escalated real quick! I guess we all die someday. Clicks next chapter.
Mind wanders. I hope my pant lines are not showing. Will I ever reach my goal weight. I am hungry.
61 minutes completed. 120 minutes later. Driving.
Work. Argument. Fuck off. Upset. Sorry. Not sorry. Turns phone off.
Work done. Home.
Nothing deep. Nothing real. Well, David was. And he died! Nothing real!