Poetry in action

Poetry in action
Within nature beats a heart

Sunday, 3 July 2011

End of day glass of wine, perfect

Yes indeed perfect, must admit to not having done very much other than think and that never stops, for some one with a little pea i feel rather accomplished..
Cant say even though the sun was beaming down I sat still for very long, never enough time so got the gardening done and cleaned the car, god it sounds very boring but wait a revelation scary yes but a revelation none the less, down the gym tonight is one of the scariest women I've seen in along time one feels the need to avert ones eye as she passes as it feels like if you were to met hers straight on she might just knock you out as part of her routine, but apart from the well scary stuff she has cellulite and bad but she wears little short shorts, must admit it doesn't look attractive but hey I have to give her my respect she doesn't care, I only wear my little shorts when I'm running around the fields and that's only because theres often no one about.
Couldn't seem to get it together today down the old fat buster, but the run was fine, got home and found a yoga book I'd bought some time ago, ok thank god I was alone I'm sure I don't look good trying to contort my body in such strange shapes, ah me but I do try ..
Damn sleep time and I still got to do a meditation, the knack I believe in all things is to get knackered and don't think !!

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