Fat Days

     The last few posts I've written have been fairly self-centered, so I'm going to break that mold and write about Fat Days.

     A Fat Day is exactly what it sounds like. They are days where, for no reason you can explain to the people in your life, you don't feel like getting out of bed. You don't feel like doing homework. You don't even feel like sleeping. On a Fat Day, what you want to do most is stare blankly at a wall until it is no longer a wall or it is no longer a Fat Day.

     People argue that it's best to get up and take a brisk jog to shake off the Fat Day pallor. They say eating a healthy breakfast will help you feel more lively. Sometimes they'll even try to get you to do homework. Doing any of these things for long enough will make that Fat Day go away, but I believe that's a wasted opportunity.

     There's something about the Fat Day that's perfect for relaxing. You don't feel like thinking and you don't feel like responsibility, so you can shrug those off and focus your whole self on vegetating. It's a liberating experience, like wearing normal shoes to church or singing in the shower. Like the aforementioned examples, it is massively underrated. It takes a load off your shoulders and a weight off your heart. And everyone needs that sometimes.

     I like to spruce up my Fat Days. I like to dress them in candles and chocolate and make the most of the vegetation. But really, all you need to do is realize that you're exhausted once in a while, lean back with a bowl of ice cream, and watch Buffy until the world seems like a happier place. Trust me on this one, 's nice.