Situations…

…arise.

Do I accept…

…my situation…

…or don’t I?

Unless something fits, I don’t deem it a fit.

Fighting…

…till the environment moulds…

…and fits…

…has been a normal response…

…for me.

Using this response, majority of circumstances are made to fit, and then one moves on to the next set.

However,…

…some situations refuse to mould.

These are the big ones.

They don’t go away.

They don’t change.

Hmmmm.

Most of these, I still don’t accept.

Plan B.

I fit.

These two words are not just two words.

There are worlds underneath.

How does one make oneself fit?

Change.

Behaviour.

Habits.

Body.

Mind.

DNA.

Changes that then incorporate into one’s reflexes, and, finally, into one’s long-term memory.

Takes a lot.

Mental checks.

Tolerance.

Control over speech.

Throwing temper into bin.

Exercise. Build-up to high-intensity. Need to generate human growth hormone (HGH). Its presence expedites what I wish to achieve.

Fasting. At times. At least IF. More HGH.

Cold showers. Even more HGH.

Deep sleep. If possible. Providing fast avenue for change to get incorporated at biochemical level.

Four months.

There’s visible change.

Six months.

It’s a fit.

I…

…have…

…fit(ted).

Feels good.

It’s a huge win.

Accomplishment unleashes a different set of hormones. These supply a feeling of fulfilment.

That’s not all.

There are one or two other situations in life, which belong to a different category.

They don’t fit.

Also, one doesn’t wish to fit.

They don’t go away either.

And, they don’t change.

Where does one stand, then?

These are the biggest ones.

These were sent to keep poking you.

Till the end.

What do I do with these?

Accept the category in play?

Have to, eventually.

Try everything pertaining to the prior two categories?

Of course. How else would I know?

When the category stands, and nothing works, there still remains a question.

Do I accept my situation?

I…

…don’t,…

…as this situation stands.

I…

…do,…

…with a twist.

Meaning.

Looking for meaning.

Mostly takes damn long to find meaning. Years. Decades? Can.

If am not able to find meaning, that’ll be the status till the end. One dies finding meaning, with regard to the particular situation.

If I do, that meaning is the twist.

Every time there’s a poke, I’ll think of the meaning.

With regard to the situation, one dies while acting upon the meaning.

And…

…why?

Why do they come, such ones?

Accelerated, enhanced, bumper growth?

It doesn’t happen without these.