working out

I like working out because it is a way to inflict pain upon yourself, yet no one ever questions it. It's masochism, normalized.

Seriously

My dad is sort of a nomad. He doesn't do well in one place for too long. In fact, he used to have an unspoken rule about how he did not want to live in one place for more than 7 years. Obviously, that changed once we kids rebelled at moving during high school. But now my parents have been in my hometown for almost 15 years. And my dad is unemployed/retired, and my mom works part time, and our house is too big for two people and two dogs. So. They are finally seriously considering moving out of my town.



Heart = broken.

the comma

i'm flying high
for no reason at all
can bring me back
to when i was small

Analogy

I used to believe
that life was like flying
you can look around
enjoy the view from the top
choose your destination
speed and timing
take a pause
light on a branch
sometimes a great gust
might toss you
but the currents always re-align
and you will catch the breeze
but now
now I believe
that life is like falling
fun at first
glorious really
carefress, then
time speeds up
everything blurs
so aware that you are out of control
then it becomes a blessing
you don't have to think
landing is inevitable
you are going to crash
you accept it
and finally relax