What should you do when you're still awake at 3 a.m. and you're reflectively praying about the state of the world and the condition of mankind, then you stop praying because you want to dwell on the condition of your waist? The muffin top and your bat wing arms and not to mention the bonus of random hair. Or should I say hairs? This picture I took earlier when I went to the mall and found this kids chilling with their equally hungry dog should put things in perspective. I guess I have to pray again, harder. Or go to sleep.
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