Stand up and walk.

I've reached a point now in my life where I must now turn around and stand up. My legs have grown weak from this laziness and my belly thin. Letting myself slide down this slope is not what I'm meant to do. My purpose is to flourish and now I must do just that. I'm the only one that can set my guidelines, though I can still seek guidance from those that surround me. My mold was broken long ago, and now I must reshape it to the figure I want and fill the cavity with my essence. Once it is overflowing, I'll trim the excess and remove the mold. Then, I'll live my life as a the figure I molded myself into and keep growing every day. No more slackness. Let's do this...