Still very much sore from the long day/ night I spent away from home. I am also pretty convinced that I have broken my right foot. The very top part and the ball of my foot has been sore since monday. I discovered the pain monday at disneyland. Thank you Urban Outfitters shoes.
I went swimming for the first time in a year and a half. All last summer I didn't step one foot in a pool. Why? I don't know. Ever since I moved to fullerton, I haven't done the things I used to like doing. Sports? Swimming? Fuhk noe.
I was in a jacuzzi in which the temperature was 104 degrees. I then rolled myself out of the lobster pot and layed on the ground for a good 20 minutes while everyone else threw themselves in the chilled pool. I, still laying on the ground, heard the sound of nothing which was villa park. So peaceful, dead, and quiet. The good kind of dead by the way. I haven't had that much fun in a while. I came home to take a shower with my hair super damaged and scrapes, cuts and bruises ALL over my body. Some in the most remarkable places too. All this from diving into bushes and streaking down a highway street.
We could have been normal "children" and toilet papered houses and left cans of milk and soup on peoples door steps, but we decided no clothes was the way to go. Word.
'Nuff said.
I've been reading Dallas Clayton (http://dallasclayton.com/page/1/)
The Chase
How many falcons
do I have to train
to follow your scent
on your daily hike
before you start taking me seriously?
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