At present, I am full of sadness. For no particular reason other than my body's chemical is not balanced.
Geez, Sarah, I don't really buy the story about us being in a simulation. However, I believe in a Creator and I am special.
That is just me.
I don't need to declare it to each Tom, Dick, and Harry.
So if I am special, what is my superpower?
Well, I have two choices, either I eat or I run.
Eating as a superpower is by default, so it is really a *sup[p]er (super) power.
* Hmmm... supper power is actually a Kryptonite.
So, I need to start running again.
As I told you, all the Superheroes movies are time compressed.
The real Superhero movie starts like this; with one middle-aged man ruminating about his protruding belly.
Then TWO MONTHS to lose 15 kg.
Like that...
Two weeks, I need to withstand hunger.
mm
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