The power of choice is an empowering byproduct of a convoluted brain.
I can choose to give in to temptation, buy a pack of smokes, inundate myself with summer re-runs as I munch on some Cheetos, and continue to let life idly pass me by, or ...
I can get up, put on some socks, and ride the bike for half an hour.
Even if it is just to alleviate the guilt, it'd be in my best interest to ride the bike.
Ok getting up now, ...
Any minute now, I'm going to stop typing and get up.
Ok no more joking around.
I'm getting up.
Sandles are off, grabbing the headphones and looking for some shorts ...
Ok sweats will do, now the socks ...
The shoes...
I choose to not feel guilty.
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