To see myself for who I truly am.
To peer into the inky blackness of my very soul and feel some form of kinship, an acceptance of profound worth if you will, as opposed to the alien sensation that it typically conjures within me, a physical full body shudder as if I were being briefly dipped into a small pool carved out of a thick sheet of ice covering the top of a small black lake.
This insipid existence that I regularly find myself preoccupying is wanting, to say the very least.
To see myself for who I truly am.
To peer into the inky blackness of my very soul and feel some form of kinship, an acceptance of profound worth if you will, as opposed to the alien sensation that it typically conjures within me, a physical full body shudder as if I were being briefly dipped into a small pool carved out of a thick sheet of ice covering the top of a small black lake.
This insipid existence that I regularly find myself preoccupying is wanting, to say the very least.
U write tbis urself?
Cycle a metric century
Get in the best shape of my life
Read some good books
Well on my way
U write tbis urself?
I see sparkling celestial bodies dancing on the surface of the water in my toilet bowl whenever I pee.
I think it’s my own bodily composition desperately reaching out to me.
Cycle a metric century
Get in the best shape of my life
Read some good books
Well on my way
it used to be on my bucket list to do a century at the pace my dad did when he was an amateur cyclist in socal in the 60s but there's no way i'll ever do a full century in 5hrs
man was a f***ing animal
metric tho, mad fun u got this
it used to be on my bucket list to do a century at the pace my dad did when he was an amateur cyclist in socal in the 60s but there's no way i'll ever do a full century in 5hrs
man was a f***ing animal
metric tho, mad fun u got this
I mean I'm already doing 30 or 40 miles a day. Just not any convenient routes for more around here.