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I think I’ve almost settled on two tattoo "concepts," one for my arm/shoulder, the other for my calf. I really like them, and see myself getting both done before year’s end.

As regular readers may know, I’m a big one for sitting back and taking stock. Working out whats gone on and where its all headed. And it’s been a few months since I last did that, so maybe its time to do it again. But really, do I have the time for that? The answer would be nup. nada. zip. Ain’t got no time. It’s amazing how busy I’ve been, running around and rushing everywhere. There’s been heaps of stuff I’ve wanted to write about, heaps of stuff I’ve wanted to reflect on, but really, isn’t it all just terribly self-indulgent? I feel like I’m running down hill and accelerating, but rather than trying to plot where I’m going, I’m just trying to see where it takes me. And it’s been great so far, I’m really excited by everything that’s gone on. It’s like after the wettest summer ever, everything’s rushing to get done autumn before winter hits us. Bad Dog was the most funnest thing ever. But no time to stop and look around, time is in vanishingly short supply and sooooo much to do. See y’all on the flipside!

*PS. how great is it to be running down that hill, rather than running up it? 

I have been intensely vague these past few days, trying to work out what combination of physical deficiencies are causing me to be unable to function except at the most shallowest of levels. I get up, get dressed for work, walk to work, coast through my job, go to gym, run, walk home, sleep. Hours and days pass in yellow autumn sunlight and cold autumn winds and i’m barely there at all. Am I getting enough sleep? not enough carbs? vegetables? too much physical activity? are my glasses not strong enough for staring that the computer screen? I’ve disappeared somewhere deep into my brain but unable to work out how or when to come back. I spend my days in this strange zen state, and can barely get my heart rate up even when running. I take measured rythmic breaths and wonder how much time has past.