I cannot stop thinking about you
and so I walk
and talk to myself
daydreaming
scheming
imagining the different tactics I could try
walking past girls with their guys
with little coffee cups
where are they getting those from?
I cannot figure out this deadlock
and so I walk
Today was 55k steps. I'm in pain. Not going to deny it. I wish I was taking data as I was walking. I would plot time vs. how I was feeling mentally and physically. Surprising both of those ebbed and flowed. Yes. I'm still nuts. Peace out.
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