170 lbs.

body sore.

great sleep.

body sore.

body sore.

body sore.

when am i going to take care of my sore body?

constant pain.

see a doctor.

see a physiotherapist.

see a massage therapist.

see an escort.

see a prostitute.

see and be.

be and see.

where are we?

sales job?

work that inspires me?

work that pays me enough to live well?

research jobs.

research jobs that aren’t run by maggots and snakes.

where to find a job?

connect.

connect.

connect.

listen.

tell stories.

so many stories and so little audience.

i have to listen to dull people with dull stories so why don’t they listen to me?

do tell.

sore arms.

sore shoulders.

SNOW.

I HATE LIVING IN A SMALL TOWN IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE.

if i don’t take massive massive massive action i will still be here next year, and the next year, and the next one after that.

STUCK.

STUCK.

STUCK.

why am i stuck?

why am i stuck?

why am i stuck?

daily lists.

daily goals.

hourly lists.

unachieved goals.

i am the master of unachieved.

underachieving and overeating.

just relax???

really???

I AM SO FUCKING SICK OF RELAXING!!!

I WANT CHAOS.

CHAOTIC BREATHING.

CHAOTIC SEEING.

CHAOTIC TOUCHING.

CHAOTIC GOALS AND CHAOTIC SOULS.

i want to keep running, non stop, until i weigh 170lbs.

do it.

just do it.

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