Concrete

Feb 07, 2007 20:34

Today I ran up five flights of stairs, brushing past startled figures. There's something wonderfully futile about racing someone in a lift, something deliciously juvenile. You hurl yourself up stairs, hoping that you'll get up far enough before your body realises what you're doing and starts the ache that accompanies each slap of shoe against ( Read more... )

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robin_rule February 8 2007, 07:29:13 UTC
what a beautifully glorious moment! how do i get you to come up on my friends list automatically? did you get yr couch and nuclear family yet? i'm going to get my pacemaker checked tomorrow, i always ask for a sample strip of peaks and valleys!

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diverged February 8 2007, 18:46:21 UTC
Best exercise program there is. Well, until you eventually (and perhaps inevitably) stumble and cripple yourself through sheer exhaustion. It's so easy to get carried away.

Thanks for the lovely, sparking slice of life as it ought to be. <3

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