April 2012
do you ever do something really stupid and then you just sit there every night for weeks and think about how stupid it was
recollect
I miss this place. Coming down here, in my unshowered and sticky form with throbbing hamstrings, to get away from it all. The lessons I didn’t understand, the people I couldn’t stand, the breathing space I needed. Practically after every day’s workout, I’d be here, with my mind immersed in the depths of the the words and art swimming in my head. And slightly before 8, when my appetite begins to overrule all, I’ll get up and leave. Walking out of there, through the warm gushing air, I felt liberated. The weight on my shoulders, the grasp around my neck, all gone. I will never forget what it feels like to have, even though vastly temporary, my spirit set free from the bounds of reality.
got a razer
wheeeeee. cheap one though haha.
moneyball
is a fucking good movie. like really really.
in other news, it’s a slow start to the day and i kinda wished i ran further yesterday, with the gift of improved cardio capacity from all the crap i do in my regimented life, i’m thinking i really should find new mileage limits.
hahahahaha i can’t believe i’m saying this, but the stupid gymnastics motto has seem to have stuck.
defying all limits.
whaddayaknow.
uhm
i really should get my heart checked out; sucks to think about such things while running.
shiok
ran twice today. good god, that felt great.
“The less I needed, the better I felt.”
—Charles Bukowski (via blua)
“You are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing.”
—E.E. Cummings (via daedalsouls)
