Midnight grumbles (I)

Each time when the late hours of the night arrives, I feel at home.
I feel at ease.
I can do lots of things like read a book, that I've been wanting to read since I bought it a month ago; write about thoughts that has been stuck in my mind, waiting impatiently to be expressed in the most accurate manner; and think about my life.

Reflection. I always reflect on my life. Think about what I have done for the past few days, or hours. Think about what I have done for my love ones. Think about what I have achieved as a living person.

Chocolates. Nope. Can't eat chocolates now. It's near midnight. I refrained from eating anything sweet since my first year in university. For diet. To shed some kilos. To make myself more presentable before the opposite sex. To feel more confident. It worked - I lost 7 kilos by the time I graduated from the palce. And I learned to enjoy sugarless black coffee and tea. All the cakes, sweets and offers of midnight snacks were sacrificed for a good cause. I thought.

Unfortunately, by my second year in the working world, I let myself loose and devoured on all the sweet things that came into my sight. Laugh. So much for dieting. 2 kilos came back.

I've been trying to lose them since my first year into a new career.

Not very successful.

I guess you can say that as one gets older, she becomes wiser, and less calculative about the weighing machine.

But...I'm still very much eager to lose some values on the scale.

So....

No chocolate. Nothing now. It's bedtime. Let's go to sleep, my dear brain.