6 Years - How Living With IA Taught Me How to Cook & Live

So today is 6 years.

6 adventurous years.

6 years of sky-diving adventures and falling-in-the-mud episodes.

6 years of (sometimes constant and persistent) food-cravings that sometimes drive me up wall thinking I am some cousin of Spiderman.

6 years of wondering when will all this come to an end. Will I only be free from all this when I grow old and die?

The good thing is I learned how to cook. And I learned how to live.

I guess that is enough to keep me going on till I hit 7 years.