As someone who has maintained a fifty-pound weight loss, I make sure to eat a small dessert every day, to keep me from falling face-first in a pile of chocolate.
Though I laughed at the warning sign depicting a stick-figure falling head-first off the cliffs, I made sure to keep a safe distance from the drop-off for fear that the wind might actually propel me over.
Ideas and phrases swirl in my head as I fuzzily awake in the morning and continue until the remaining nagging ruminations of the day keep me from falling asleep for the first hour my head hits the pillow at night.