Don't let the bag dictate you.

[rationallove]

Sometimes, when I'm still wearing my Burger King uniform, I put on my boxing gloves and pick fights with my heavy bag. The bag starts swinging, stray strands of hair fall out of my ponytail into my face, I start mocking myself for hurting my wrists with bad form and cheap gloves, and I stab the bag with my elbows. I cock my head, scrunch up my face

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[jahs]

*nods*