May 30, 2007 07:21
May 2007: 1c. Write about a time you truly struggled.
When you're over 900 years old, there naturally comes a time when the old reflexes begin to respond a bit slower and the mind doesn't seem quite as agile. Nothing that a good regeneration couldn't solve readily enough, but I'm not one of those Time Lords that will change my appearance as casually as if it were a new jacket. I prefer to ride out what fate has given me.
That being said, I don't have much of a choice in the matter. So if a regeneration turns out to be a bit more erratic and unstable than the last, or perhaps a bit too big-boned in the opinion of others, there can but persevere. Not that I'm adverse to a few changes. Dropping a few pounds here or there, for instance, isn't entirely out of the question. In fact, I can drop my weight any time I care to set my mind to it. And I can do so without Melanie's rope-jumping, pedal-pushing, carrot-juice swilling regimen, thank you very much. Any time at all.
I just don't want to.
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