Mood ~Sore, Anxious, Nervous, Pissed, Indifferent, Excited~ Music ~Red rain -Peter Gabriel~
I went snowboarding for the first time yesterday. I love it and the fact that there really is a sport that can intrigue me. I'm sore from the effort not, from falling on my a** (cuz that didn't happen much), but from the physical effort that my muscles exerted. Something that they had not indulged in for a long time...since we settled into the new shop at least.
I have never been insulted easily. At least up until recently. What does one do when one spends their life believing they have no heart and it being proved in their actions when suddenly, unexpectedly, they find they have one or it just started working again? Insults hurt, emotions I could easily keep in check overwhelm me! I hate my heart sometimes. Rising, unbidden, from the depths of me to prove my own undoing! Blast it all and whoever wished it upon me!
Dream I wish.........
Paranine · Mon Jan 17, 2005 @ 09:00pm · 22 Comments |