Sorry, Brittany - I just stole half of your alliteration.
Too much food is a bad idea.
The path followed was blackened tar this evening. Running a relatively straight course, though many deviants are scattered in opposite directions leading to an abrupt end.
"The course of love never did run smooth" (A Midsummer's Night Dream, Act 1, scene i) - or life, in this case, but it does lead onwards to a better destination than those found by veering away.
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