Pandora's Box
I apologize. Sorry right wrist for not listening to you. I was too preoccupied last night with my biceps. I wanted to curl that extra weight and I didn't hear your protests. My right wrist, right now is aching. I went to the gym yesterday and instead of working on my shoulders, I decided to have a cardio day. I haven't done this in a long time. I was on the bike for 30 minutes, then I ran for 30 minutes and then once again I was on the bike for 30 minutes. If you do the math, 1 hour and 30 minutes. Afterwards, I only had 20 minutes before the gym closed. I decided to do some abs and some bicep curls. I guess I was curling too much with my wrists instead of my biceps. Funny, how your body expresses stress.
After a nice workout, I returned home energized and ready to eat my chicken and pork adobo. While eating, I watched Bad Santa. There was a line in the movie that rang clearly about revenge and guilt. The fat little boy said he wished he had someone who would beat up his bullies. The interesting part was that protector would punish his tormentors by his own free will without any direction from the kid. This would free the fat kid from having a dirty little conscious.
I believe once the curtain is lifted revealing only the facade of the magical kingdom we realize that we have to take things into our own hands. We can't wait for that knight or a magical denouement. Instead, we act as our own protector and often times have to deal with the consequences of our actions. Sometimes, a natural cognitive dissonance may occur, and we have to adequately deal with our new self-image. If our actions don't fit into our current schema, we search to rationalize our guilt.
When I look into the mirror, I really don't see myself anymore. I only see the scar and battles on my own mind. If a scar is an icon behind the experience, then is truth necessary.
After a nice workout, I returned home energized and ready to eat my chicken and pork adobo. While eating, I watched Bad Santa. There was a line in the movie that rang clearly about revenge and guilt. The fat little boy said he wished he had someone who would beat up his bullies. The interesting part was that protector would punish his tormentors by his own free will without any direction from the kid. This would free the fat kid from having a dirty little conscious.
I believe once the curtain is lifted revealing only the facade of the magical kingdom we realize that we have to take things into our own hands. We can't wait for that knight or a magical denouement. Instead, we act as our own protector and often times have to deal with the consequences of our actions. Sometimes, a natural cognitive dissonance may occur, and we have to adequately deal with our new self-image. If our actions don't fit into our current schema, we search to rationalize our guilt.
When I look into the mirror, I really don't see myself anymore. I only see the scar and battles on my own mind. If a scar is an icon behind the experience, then is truth necessary.