Retired Delta; My less-than-finest hour

Problem: to start off, I hadn’t eaten enough in nearly 20 days to sustain an anorexic sloth and skipped meal after meal favoring a weight drop over a picky pallet. I began to eat anywhere from one-third to one-half of my three daily meals. “This shall produce, and the Daktari will rest easy,” I affirmed.

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