Once in a while, for some reason, I become such an indolent person. There might be 3 reasons;
1: The chance that I might be born this way. In other words, genetically speaking, I can't do anything about it!
2: Cerebral Hemorrhage. Again, but I wasn't born this way, I can't do anything about it.
3: I wasn't "fat" when I was a baby. I grew when I was in Guam. Of course, it's a paradise. You never walk or run because the island is too damn humid and hot to do anything. What you do is just simply lie down in a pool (no Margaritas yet but having pretty much barbecue everyday).