it hurts
never mind the heart and all that crap.
another part of my anatomy hurts. this might be termed as aging for some biased reason. i call it life---an unbalanced one, most like.
the lower torso has seen better days. i feel like it has been eons since last i've witnessed those particular days. sleeping late. girl cycles. sleeping at weird angles a yoga prof would be proud of. should i count stress in on one of the factors for such a devastatingly painful way of living? gah. this sucks. i might be on the rigth path though. the path tread on by the many aswangs in my province. those that can separate right across the middle and fly off under a full moon, leaving waist-down-to-toes part. ahhh. this might be good. i've dreamed/hoped of flying since childhood. if i can't be a doctor, then i'll fly. ooooh. "if pigs can fly..."? come visit #55 Lt J Francisco St one full moon night. we might both see wonders.
another part of my anatomy hurts. this might be termed as aging for some biased reason. i call it life---an unbalanced one, most like.
the lower torso has seen better days. i feel like it has been eons since last i've witnessed those particular days. sleeping late. girl cycles. sleeping at weird angles a yoga prof would be proud of. should i count stress in on one of the factors for such a devastatingly painful way of living? gah. this sucks. i might be on the rigth path though. the path tread on by the many aswangs in my province. those that can separate right across the middle and fly off under a full moon, leaving waist-down-to-toes part. ahhh. this might be good. i've dreamed/hoped of flying since childhood. if i can't be a doctor, then i'll fly. ooooh. "if pigs can fly..."? come visit #55 Lt J Francisco St one full moon night. we might both see wonders.