I’ve been off my feet a fair bit more than I’d like lately (Plantar Fasciitis or something similar, big hurt), and as much as I wanna get back to walking like normal, if only for my corgi’s sake…
… goddamn wouldn’t it be nice just to give in? Just expand, gorge, grow? I wanna be ‘off my feet’ because I’m too fat to get back on them, they’re buried in calf-fat that’s smothered under a belly that reaches the floor, a physique not unlike a sensual stack of pancakes; hands hidden in their own pockets, too fat to grab onto anything but blubber, my head an increasingly smaller island in an expanding sea…
But, life must go on. Ah, one can dream
























