Today is day one of my week off and I woke up promptly at 7am for no reason other than I guess I thought it was time to get up. My brain has been a real pain in the ass these last couple of days and keeps thinking non stop. It’s very stubborn and ignores me completely when I tell it to shut the hell up so I thought that if I went jogging it would have nothing left to think about but breathing. It did work quite well for a short time. I stopped at the outdoor workout stations around the park track until I saw a tiny Asian lady who was at least 100 years old climb onto the cross air walker. I held my breath a little as she shakily pulled herself up. It didn’t want to be responsible for her so I ran away.
My goals for my vacation include daily masturbation and a nap. Actually, that’s all it includes.
I’m wet and fresh with lady sweat from my jog so a shower is in order followed by a walk to the farmer’s market.
Please enjoy today’s song of the day: I die a little inside every time I watch it. I don’t know why I do things like that to myself.