pathology, ho!
this morning i realized my idea of energy is always contained in an aluminum can.
or an excedrin bottle.
as the artificial, carbonated, (delicious) berry-pomegranate
nectar reached my lips, i felt that buzz. and regained that sense of raised awareness of EVERYTHING around me. my 5 senses were put into overdrive...
"it's refreshingly cool out today"
"some of these trees already think it's spring"
"they're still doing construction.. i can smell the oil and concrete from the other side of the stadium"
"that girl is really upset about her 'roomie jackin her shirt'"
"this isnt the right drink for 11:00 in the morning"
now, as the process tells me to do, i must wait for the ensuing crash and disgusting feeling that will take over my mouth, stomach, and mind. the one that should be a constant reminder NOT to drink this stuff anymore.
i wish all of my habits was as open to my body's conversations
or an excedrin bottle.
as the artificial, carbonated, (delicious) berry-pomegranate
nectar reached my lips, i felt that buzz. and regained that sense of raised awareness of EVERYTHING around me. my 5 senses were put into overdrive...
"it's refreshingly cool out today"
"some of these trees already think it's spring"
"they're still doing construction.. i can smell the oil and concrete from the other side of the stadium"
"that girl is really upset about her 'roomie jackin her shirt'"
"this isnt the right drink for 11:00 in the morning"
now, as the process tells me to do, i must wait for the ensuing crash and disgusting feeling that will take over my mouth, stomach, and mind. the one that should be a constant reminder NOT to drink this stuff anymore.
i wish all of my habits was as open to my body's conversations