I’m working out.
Omph.
I’m working out like crazy.
Omph.
I feel like I’m finally understanding how my body works.
All sorts of things are connected and work as a unit.
There’s a way to make my body into one that can wake up feeling good tomorrow morning, and I’m finding my way to it.
I eat a lot of meat, warm up in a bath, and input a lot of good words.
Munch munch.
Convincing yourself it’s working is also very important.
Image training.
Oh yeah.
I read this book today.
(‘My Sister’s Poetry’)
A boy puts his sister Summer’s secret poetry up on the internet, capturing the heart of world, shocking his sister, and angering his mother.
It was a wonderful book which set the precious words you can only write when you’re young against the background of family.
Seriously.
I was totally in love after the first few pages.
It was so totally and completely adorable.
Love is Pink!
It’s warm, and sometimes it makes my heart race
Not just by actual heart, my emotional heart.
But I love my dad and my family and my friends...
I’m such a fickle femme fatale.
Love is...a lot of work...
(Pink, from My Sister’s Poetry)
A femme fatale....
Th-that’s just too adorable...
It had me chuckling a lot.
There are so many precious things you can’t feel after you’re and adult, and I felt them while I read this book.
I couldn’t put it down.
How about giving your own heart some laughter?
Be Happy.
Today’s another great day.
BYE-CHIっ.
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