The worst is behind me. Now I know that the only way for me is forward. Pretty much like Johnny Appleseed and his apple trees.
I have to move with certainty. If I look at the signs, they are positive. I was meant to move to the future without worrying that the past would come back to haunt me.
This is the nature of the assignment. Keep moving, don't stop. If before this I was going for a marathon, this time it is an Ultra. Still, it is putting one foot over the other.
Now, I exercise my freedom of will. And that is, I will quit smoking. I choose this. An Ultra... I am more certain than ever that my future is secured. My durian orchard is going to be bountiful; time for permaculture.
I love running so much. How dare I choose smoking over running? A bipolarity of difference. I even know that if I run, I can win this battle over obesity. No matter what, I will not lose the enthusiasm to quit.
I will prevail...
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