The word viable brings me back to a time when I lived in a different in a body. A body that took up about half as much space as the one I’m in now. A body that took for granted being able to fall asleep without trouble from aching body parts. A body that could stand on high heels everywhere, including busy work days and airports. A body that ran and ran, instead of a body that has to stretch the stiffness away from its knees to be able to walk. This body from my past was full of stamina, had a glowing complexion, and was viable.
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