I did a handstand, woohoo! My fitness plan is working, my arm muscles are building. September 17th is the date to beat, planning on having the best Mexican meal ever after all my being so good. Down by the lake I hear is the best Mexican around.
as I am typng this I am watching a man in a white shirt bike down the road right in front of me.
Is it that by its indefiniteness it shadows forth the heartless voids and immensities of the universe, and thus stabs us from behind with the thought of annihilation, when beholding the white depths of the milky way?