Friday, November 13, 2026

wiping fog off the mirror

everything is warm, you can feel all of you and nothing hurts, you lie on your mat sweating a bit like you played, your breathing sped up slows down finds steady

work hard rest completely. it works

you watch your thoughts float by, like different kinds of clouds in a sky, let em be whatever they are

☁️I do not give a flying fuck about next year's schedule - I have no control over it and I'll think about next in July, like I always do, fuck a duck it

for instance

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