Tuesday, March 1, 2011
In a wood full of princes Freedom is a kiss
But the prince hides his face
From dreams in the mist
Post 250. I think my blog has really come a long way.
... a really,
really long way. I mean, I read my archives, and I start to think, YOU MEAN THAT WAS ME?!
And now, I'll probably think like that again when I see this next year. Or even six months from now.
I think running yesterday totally killed my knees (and my back) because they now ache at random times. Especially my knees. Jeez.
I think I like theory because I start panicking when I i/c, which kind of sucks. At least with theory there's a confidence that what you've learnt will
always be true and everything will remain that way and there's some strange form of comfort, truth, and, bizarrely, beauty in that.
Posted at 10:15 PM