Long day in the gym, spent 2 hours after making delicious chicken rice, and for the moment, watching zombies get their heads fried with defibrillators.
Tis a Wednesday.
For as long as I can remember, sitting still & being content with what I’ve achieved, is not something that I’m comfortable with.
Being blessed with the ability to fill up your lungs, feel the beat of your heart as you thump your feet, one after the other in a steady cadence.
Footsteps. Slow it down and what you have is what we do in our daily lives – roving around. Speed it up and you have what I and numerous others have found comfort & solace in - running.
I guess it’s true that we all live our lives at different speeds. Whatever pace we’re comfortable with. Some prefer to sloth around, some chase the riches to no ends.
I’m just glad to be flying home again in 7 days time.
Feels good to be able to move freely again.
Remember being in bed at 4:30 am reading about the incident 2 weeks ago thinking, fuck that’s bad.
With the fire all put out, the death toll is looking shockingly menacing.
My thoughts are with the people who lost their family and friends in such a tragic accident.