Tuesday, November 23, 2004
Ecstatic
It is still not very clear to me why I feel like this.
Imagine yourself climbing a flight of stairs and it's mighty long, steep and dicky.
Climbing it will be labourious. You know it even before you start. So you hang on. You perservere. You can see where you want to get to. You push yourself. You break into sweats.
Your muscles work synergistically, in a concert you compose. They harmonise because the higher centres instructed them to. They follow obediently. They let the next stride up gather momentum, and the next with more and more and more.
You breath harder, you pant. Your throat is dry. You know you will get there. You work it more and more and more. Just a bit more. You can do it. You are charging ahead, ignoring the pain. *Groan* No I can't, yes you can, no I can't ..yes..no..yess. Yes..yes...yessssssssssss!!!!
*panting*
Must got to the gym.
Date to watch out for 18th February.
Imagine yourself climbing a flight of stairs and it's mighty long, steep and dicky.
Climbing it will be labourious. You know it even before you start. So you hang on. You perservere. You can see where you want to get to. You push yourself. You break into sweats.
Your muscles work synergistically, in a concert you compose. They harmonise because the higher centres instructed them to. They follow obediently. They let the next stride up gather momentum, and the next with more and more and more.
You breath harder, you pant. Your throat is dry. You know you will get there. You work it more and more and more. Just a bit more. You can do it. You are charging ahead, ignoring the pain. *Groan* No I can't, yes you can, no I can't ..yes..no..yess. Yes..yes...yessssssssssss!!!!
*panting*
Must got to the gym.
Date to watch out for 18th February.
