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Commute

Staring off into the distance blankly, I didn’t notice my grip, so tight, affixed to the steering wheel. My blood flow drained from my fingertips. Red, as it rushes back, I unclasp my hands. 40 more words

Poetry

Governing Hands

The urgency
To conserve consistency.
The pressure
To remain steady.
The stigmatized ideas
Soaked in their minds.
Who I should be.
Who I might be. 79 more words

Poetry

The Best Hand & Elbow Therapy Rock Climbers Have Never Heard Of

It started when I learned about the Fuzz. A long time believer in the benefits of bodywork and massage, the Fuzz fascinated me. This thin layer under the skin and between the muscles was supposed to be hydrated and slick, allowing for free-flowing movement between skin, muscles and organs. 1,026 more words

Rock Climbing

Unlocking the future

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I have been home alone all day. I went to the shops to get a few bits, did my exercises, dyed my hair and mainly watched large quantities of Sex and the City.

mmm lazy.

Photography