Thursday, September 16, 2021

I Was Dancing When I Was Twelve

 I would like to formally address that today was a beautiful day. 3 months of stretching in humidity and getting killed 5 minutes have come to a close end. I've been suffocating, but today was a breath exhaled. Today I woke up before the sun like nothing. No weight physically or mentally was holding me down. My warm-up felt extra good. My workout went freaky-deeky. It was perfect. For about 4 months now, I have made W. Leather Dr. my go-to guillotine because the tracks closest to me are closed for construction. My apologies if I have ever slowed you down on your way to work. I have to find the best alternatives and the upper-class have the smoothest roads.

I am embracing these near death experiences. I am water that is slowly starting to boil. I am drinking out of a metal straw from Lethe. 


This morning I breathed,

E.T. El Pinche Mudo





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