ON Monday, the Wordle word was easy: super. On my first try, the second and fourth letters were even green, meaning correct, with an additional letter as yellow, meaning it was in the word but not in the right place.

Still, I guessed it right only on the fourth try. Whew.

I’ve been doing Wordle for so long now that I don’t care anymore if I get it right or not. The thrill is gone. But it has become a tradition among family and some friends to Wordle daily and share our answers through group chats.

Since I always overthink, I tend to forget to use the simple words first. Because The New York Times, which now owns Wordle, is a genius and, therefore, will never use simple words? Hmmm.

I was once accused of using simple words for my columns. That column was then in a newsletter, with the reader telling me, "Oh, you use simple words." She said that with a raised eyebrow and flaring nostrils. Disgust to the nth degree: how dare you use simple words. I almost apologized. And in my mind, I did say, "Sorry, but that’s all I know—simple words."

It’s with Wordle, though, that I use complicated words, always believing that NYT will never ever use simple words.

Now that I’ve finally learned to always remember my deep why, even my diet has become simple: beef, pork, fish.

That’s the secret behind staying true to the low-carb diet: the deep why.

It’s difficult to avoid carbs. No Spanish latte. No halo-halo. No leche flan. Yes, please define torture.

I’ve been a low-carb dieter since February 2022. After two years and five months of trying to stick to it, my body now complains when I’m eating high-carb food again. It whines and makes dabog through my senior moments. Tsk tsk.

So, that’s my deep why—to reverse my senior moments.

Which now reminds me of Deep Throat.

The Washington Post’s Bob Woodward was not merely building mountains out of molehills when he wrote about the Watergate scandal, which resulted in the resignation of then U.S. President Richard Nixon. He had a reliable but anonymous source who became known as Deep Throat.

There’s a 1972 X-rated film with that same title, but that’s another story.

It was only in 2005, 30 years later, that Mark Felt revealed he was Deep Throat.

Woodward fulfilled his promise to never reveal his main source’s identity for 30 years. Imagine this happening today. Impossible? Hmmm.

With Facebook now used to post anything and everything, Felt would have been revealed as Deep Throat even before Woodward could write the first word for his Watergate report.

If you’re still not convinced that Facebook has anything and everything, that’s where I saw Dr. Josephine Grace Rojo-Tan’s video about the low-carb diet in October 2021.

I’m into TMAD—two meals a day—now. I look at my plate and heave a deep sigh of relief because I’m finally able to stick to this diet.

On Tuesday, my first TMAD meal was with the Tuesday Lunch Club, a.k.a. TLC. For tender loving care? Perhaps. Because that’s the best way to take care of friends—with TLC while hosting lunch for them on the day after manic Monday.