Back
when we were
kids—we did
the splits
with-
out ever stopping
first to consider
whether
or not
we could;
now—we're dads
and moms
with cleavage—and it's partly
cloudy
outside—and stocks
are mixed—and then should?
we be
practicing
some-
thing
called—intermittent
fasting?
and we just can't decide to
believe it that
none—
again—none!
of it feels any
good.
