My body aches. Again. I tell myself that progress is aided by failure. Get back on the bull. I am strong.
I fall. The snow falls.
Last week I noticed that there is an inherent beauty in strength and that there is an inherent strength in beauty. The mountain told me.
I am unhappy with the sun's impression on my face. The clear line where the goggles stop. This line reeks of addiction and skin cancer.
Luftschloss. Gerry Lopez. Bruce Lee.