Disproportional Limbs

written 3 Sep 2004 while the sun tried, at least, rising

So my morning bike routine, the first day it took me over an hour and a half, dead tired by the end. Today, I made it in just over an hour and feel invigorated.

Beef jerky and Gatorade serve as my sustenance, and my lungs are building up a tolerance to smoking, which I have now dropped back into nearly full swing with the return of my old friend Renee who is akin to a chimney and carries multiple packs with her at all times.

But these things all make me happy. Last night I climbed a tree and sat there, reading my mail, smoking, leafy and green, laid my head back and nearly fell asleep two stories high in those grey and green appendages.

Filed Under: life stylings, ride bikes

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