My world

I am truly the biggest danger to me that exists in my world.

I am offered a million choices a day, but unlike my ancestors I have the wherewithal to choose many things they had no chance of getting.  I can buy almost any food I want to eat.  I have a car to ride in.  I have electric lights so I can stay up at night, not to work, but to entertain myself with books or television, or an unending fount of movies.

Life is good, but so bad for me too.  The more luxuries I have the more my body struggles to survive them!

I was designed to walk, hunt for my food and sleep when it is dark so that I can survive the harsh elements outside.  But I don't live outside.  I live in a nice warm house.  And instead of avoiding predators who want to eat me I need to avoid those who want me addicted to their high fat, high sugar, high salt foods. 

It is a never ending battle.  Advertisers assault me on the radio, billboards and television.  Grocery stores follow up with thunder storms in the produce section and lights that come on when I enter the frozen food aisle, as if I were a bit of royalty and they are lighting the way for me. 

Grandmas with sweet smiles stand behind counters full of samples like the witch in Hansel and Gretal, trying to fatten me up.

And I?

I am supposed to turn down all these treasures and treats or suffer the consequences.  Fighting for my life begins inside of me and its an epic battle.