Pity that a gym visit should've been a priority, but wasn't. Beating the hell out of a punching bag could only improve my disposition, I thought. But I didn't go, because I knew I wasn't focused and would probably hurt someone--mostly myself.
Thoughts from my little corner of the world.
random thoughts from Lise's head
Letters to the void...
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The Quiet Life is an Art
I've never known any trouble that an hour's reading didn't assuage. Charles De Secondat (1689 - 1755)