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“Quit moving” she tells me. I cant help it, I want to get up and look around the room. It’s the first time in nearly a year that I’ve had a stable jump point. 443 more words


Bleed Out

I awake to find myself curled up in a corner with a blanket wrapped around me.

The room is largely barren, with only a few tables in it. 826 more words



Like most arty kids, when I was 14 all I did was smoke weed, listen to Pink Floyd, and read Kerouac. I’ve pretty much always fancied myself as a struggling writer who would rather run then stay put, and so Kerouac was my main dude. 329 more words


Bronte sands (x10) and Tama stairs (x5)

I’m not sure how this run dropped off the program but it did. Back in ’11 I used to do it at least once a week and after feeling the post run benefits of sand on the weekend I decided a second hit would be good. 497 more words