Today I left my desk at 1:10p.m. I filled up my water jug with water and headed down to the fitness room. I was greeted in the locker room by 1 naked man just showered, 1 naked man in the shower, and 1 partially clothed man minutes after a shower. Actually, I wasn’t greeted at all because my presence in the fitness center is a burden on their routine. I used to choose 1:10 to go exercise because no one was there, but as time went on, that time period became more crowded. I used to think it was because of how good I looked, as if people were coming to see me.
I put on From Monument to Masses, hopped on the elliptical, and set the timer for 30 minutes….
I put on From Monument to Masses, hopped on the elliptical, and set the timer for 30 minutes….
Do they actually change anything? They change my mood for sure. I’m perfectly happy just going by this way, but really where am I going? What am I really doing? I think I’ll need to take more risks, but I have to wait. August 1st I’ll take a major risk. I will make a major change in my life, I mean major, and through a series of events that follow I will have changed the world. The origin of this great change will be known to no one but me and that makes it even greater.
10:00 I was getting really tired and couldn’t believe how fast the first ten minutes went by. One mistake I always make is not looking at the actual clock before I run. I just set the machine and go. I’ve never been late to my desk though.
It was 2 years ago that I started setting goals for playing guitar and actually began to achieve them. Everything changed in May. Or was that 3 years ago? Shit, that was 3 years ago. I haven’t learned anything new, actually I think I just keep forgetting. Why don’t my writing hand and my memory get along? They have a horrible relationship. One is brilliant and the other is typical and undeveloped. One is realistic and the other is an idealist. If only I could teach my mind to write, just cut out the middleman. I wouldn’t have high expectations of its grammar. I’d just be grateful for its honesty. Unfiltered.
18:08. The hit in the song is 3:55 (on the album version not the video), what a powerful statement. I associate some vivid imagery to it. A stained glass ceiling and everything falling upward very fast until it smashes right through the ceiling. Then, at that moment, floating undamaged stained glass orbiting the object.
Do your hands always hang that way? I’ll bet they don’t and I’ll bet you never realized how your hands hang naturally. As soon as you notice, you tense them up. First, half circles almost like meditation pose but your legs keep moving, and I can’t see your face. Next, almost a fist and I know you are capable of a fight I could see it on your face, but not today. Here’s the hit. You looked at the clock, thanks! I didn’t, once I sensed your head turn I knew how long you had been contemplating looking up the time, I was in your way and you didn’t want to give me the impression you were looking over as to initiate some conversation. Don’t worry it happens all the time. I wanted to look too, but if I did It would have exposed the conversation we were having without the other knowing.
I think your better now than ever, honest. Now, across your chest with great balance you eased into a job just for a second. Looks akward back and forth, whatever. You pay too much attention to where your hands are. Back at half circles, I know because I notice them too. Once I was sitting with my hands in fists and someone in the back seat said, “I’ve never seen anyone sit with clenched fists.” People only notice when you do. The next time I see your face I’m going to smile and see. Hands are always the first thing I notice.
I ran for 30 minutes with the cool down and stretched for 5 whole minutes. Stretching is always my favorite part of exercise. I can get lost in the breathing. If you strech properly, a good hour of stretching is far more beneficial to your body than any workout. There was a woman in the room finishing up a session. I stayed in my pose until she was gone, to avoid eye contact. I was back at my desk at 2:00pm.
10:00 I was getting really tired and couldn’t believe how fast the first ten minutes went by. One mistake I always make is not looking at the actual clock before I run. I just set the machine and go. I’ve never been late to my desk though.
It was 2 years ago that I started setting goals for playing guitar and actually began to achieve them. Everything changed in May. Or was that 3 years ago? Shit, that was 3 years ago. I haven’t learned anything new, actually I think I just keep forgetting. Why don’t my writing hand and my memory get along? They have a horrible relationship. One is brilliant and the other is typical and undeveloped. One is realistic and the other is an idealist. If only I could teach my mind to write, just cut out the middleman. I wouldn’t have high expectations of its grammar. I’d just be grateful for its honesty. Unfiltered.
18:08. The hit in the song is 3:55 (on the album version not the video), what a powerful statement. I associate some vivid imagery to it. A stained glass ceiling and everything falling upward very fast until it smashes right through the ceiling. Then, at that moment, floating undamaged stained glass orbiting the object.
Do your hands always hang that way? I’ll bet they don’t and I’ll bet you never realized how your hands hang naturally. As soon as you notice, you tense them up. First, half circles almost like meditation pose but your legs keep moving, and I can’t see your face. Next, almost a fist and I know you are capable of a fight I could see it on your face, but not today. Here’s the hit. You looked at the clock, thanks! I didn’t, once I sensed your head turn I knew how long you had been contemplating looking up the time, I was in your way and you didn’t want to give me the impression you were looking over as to initiate some conversation. Don’t worry it happens all the time. I wanted to look too, but if I did It would have exposed the conversation we were having without the other knowing.
I think your better now than ever, honest. Now, across your chest with great balance you eased into a job just for a second. Looks akward back and forth, whatever. You pay too much attention to where your hands are. Back at half circles, I know because I notice them too. Once I was sitting with my hands in fists and someone in the back seat said, “I’ve never seen anyone sit with clenched fists.” People only notice when you do. The next time I see your face I’m going to smile and see. Hands are always the first thing I notice.
I ran for 30 minutes with the cool down and stretched for 5 whole minutes. Stretching is always my favorite part of exercise. I can get lost in the breathing. If you strech properly, a good hour of stretching is far more beneficial to your body than any workout. There was a woman in the room finishing up a session. I stayed in my pose until she was gone, to avoid eye contact. I was back at my desk at 2:00pm.
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