Taxes. Gods... there will always be taxes. If only someone had told me... Make sure you pay your taxes, and let the government tax money earned in other countries as well.
Fitness level.
That sucks. I've not been in great shape since my university days. Every other day I would do 6 flights of 20 floors. Between that, I'd do tea bo, the old 80s ones and find myself in a small measure of physical balance. Now I do 45 push up and try to touch my toes before slinking into bed feeling ashamed.
There is a cardio element I want to bring in. As well as a more yoga element. By yoga I mean stretching. Perhaps meditation. I crave noise, but really, I probably need the silence to filter my thoughts and focus more on the things I love.
The stretching is big though. Both my mother and mother's mother have a history of poor backs and I really don't want that to set the standard for my adult life. Of course I've not aided it by falling off horses and lifting boxes of books far to big for me. So stretching needs to be part of a routine.
Will, who used to be a fitness instructor and is far more flexible then I, says stretching is best done in the morning. Despite this I am tempted by the night. My muscles are warm from hauling chicklit and god knows what other literary trash about, so its easy to touch my toes. Its moving beyond touching toes and seeing the places I have neglected.
Earlier mornings for writing and stretching, I think are in order. Just a thought.
Reading Report: Anthony Bourdain.
Second follow up report.... Reading an Article Inspired by the fella, not actually by him written by him.
Fuck that guy for saying I shouldn't meditate! Don't follow, just do your thing! Should I have a joint and bottle of liquor hanging of me to give myself that hazy writer look?
Should I put on the Beetles white album, rock the freshest vintage look and talk about my periods for the entertainment of the masses?
Should I? Is that what the world wants? For me to be a millennial? Does that make me the rock star? The individual? No!
Me doing my own damn thing is what makes me stand out. I wear my t-shirts and the same jeans for the last five years (except for those new ones from December) because I like them. Because they fit and I look awesome in them.
I don't contour my face because I think my skin is awesome. I don't put on nail polish cause I chew it all off. The only thing I wear is eyeliner because I want you to see the whites of my eyes when I've got something to say.
Night is when the wolves come out? I am the wolf, and I sleep when I please.
Man... Where did that come from?
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