Thoughts on Action

The Passing Feelings

Today I feel upset and for some reason am not afraid to say it. Today I am sick of living up to expectations. Today I will not fight anymore. Today I will act. Today is not tomorrow and it will never be yesterday.

When I run, I run for me. For the wind and the rain. For burning lungs. For nothing.

We fight for no reason and I battle till my blood is split. I gain less over time. I step forward and move backwards. A sense of despair enters my presence. I reject it as well.

This is it. Isn't it?

I hope this song starts a craze.
the kind of song that ignites the airwaves.
the kind of song that makes people glad
to be where they are,
with whoever they're there with.

Lyrics from "Okay I Believe You, But My Tommy Gun Don't"
BRAND NEW

My dream is the same. The path is unknown. The means are not mine. The dream remains.

Being Short Update.

The short man has now completed 17 laps by my count. He appears to be tiring.

Being Short

While I am well aware that what is happening at this very moment has nothing to do with being short, I do feel compelled to report the fact that there is a short man walking laps inside of Micheal DeGroote's Center for Learning and Discovery. Exercise I suppose. Indoor walking at a university, why not I guess. MDCL has some nice trees outside its large windows. With fall colors it is quite nice actually. Perhaps I will begin to run laps in MDCL.