Monday, 24 August 2009
one night two months ago, i got so bored of sitting on my fat ass. then i felt content again. two days later, i was out with my buddy getting beer and shit for the game which was on that night. it felt like old times, the first few post college years. i didnt feel thirty four anymore. nor did i feel overweight and underachieved anymore. i didnt feel unattractive or stale anymore. i felt fresher than i had when i was twenty.
one night last month i was walking to the 7/11 for milk when i noticed a small fight spill out from inside the pub over the road, onto the street. intrigued yet scared i felt over come with excitement, and before i knew it i'd crossed the road, shouted noises and involved myself within what can best be described as my WORST NIGHTMARE. normally i run as fast as i can in the complete opposite direction, but not this time. i got beaten, badly, which i was lucky enough to have actually experienced, having regained consciousness just in time.
i feel no attachment to that body, that body which b lined for disaster, only a fictional image in my head of what it must have looked like; stupid. and it was stupid, so so so.
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