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[theory_of_self]

The time is two minutes past friday morning. My desk is a disorganized mess and I've got video rendering eating up my precious processing power....fortunately, the fact that I have a satisfying life beyond my computer means I don't really need it for anything else. It's warm in my room....I feel loose, relaxed. Content. My muscles knit themselves back together just a little stronger than they were this morning; neurons knit new connections in my mind to make sure I can move my body again in the new ways I've learned tonight. The hum of the hard drive working furiously is calming....everything is calming after an awesome blading session. Sometimes I just can't help but contemplate the spiritual exercise that seems to parallel the physical effort I commit to my skates.

This is shaping up to be a busy and immensely productive weekend.

Apparently I had more to say than I thought.