The Real First Post
So I've been thinking the last post was a pretty shit first post. I mean, it's stuff that I think about, but it's not a good portrayal of what I think about most. So let's find that out. What do I think about most?
Well, I have the most wonderful, amazing, beautiful, sexy, incredible, partner in the world. Much of my thoughts are of her. You don't get to know those thoughts, though. So we'll move on to the next topic.
Skiing. I love skiing. I think about it often. The feel of the skis over the snow. The ecstasy of that full body motion, when you get it right and everything clicks. The arms pushing you through the poles, both legs working together to drive you forward. The feel of the cold air on your face and in your lungs. The sounds of nature all around you. The quietness that can only be experienced after you travel off the highway with your body as the vehicle for some time. I love everything about it.
This is closely followed by cycling, running, and sometimes swimming. For many of the same reasons that skiing occupies my thoughts, these activities do. It's a way to move your body over the surface of the earth, using nothing but food for fuel, and experience the world as you travel along. It's pure bliss.
From time to time I think about politics, social things. Not in the way that many people do, maybe. I think about the actual problems, what would be an real solution. I don't think about the bullshit that occupies most of the news networks. I think about it from the perspective of one little person.
I also think about words. I think about stories of the world that need to be told. Some of them have been told already, and others are waiting in dark corners for wordsmiths to come along and chisel them into works of art. I think about which words to use in these digital pages, which ones to use in my actual, real, tree killing pages. I read a fair amount, and I think about those words as well. Why did the author use this word instead of that? That's a beautiful phrase. Those types of thoughts.
And I think about music. I believe in music. I believe the right song can portray a feeling, an emotion, or a message in 5 seconds where a novel would take 500 pages. I spend a lot of time thinking of the right music for particular moments. When I run with music, I make playlists of the right songs for particular moods. One for daydreaming. One with heavy beats for my feet. I think of moments in life, and work to expand my musical lexicon so I can find the right song when the moment comes. I love to share music with the people I love. I think someone saying, "Here's a song I think you'll like," is an incredibly intimate gesture.
The last thing here worth noting is food. I think about food all the time. What I'm going to eat next, what have a just eaten, what would it be like not to have it. I'm always thinking about food. When I train often and intensely, it's worse. Then I'm always hungry.
So there you have it. That's a snapshot of my mind. The mind that will be telling some fingers to type some more words that you'll be able to read here. I hope you got something out of it. See you next time.
Well, I have the most wonderful, amazing, beautiful, sexy, incredible, partner in the world. Much of my thoughts are of her. You don't get to know those thoughts, though. So we'll move on to the next topic.
Skiing. I love skiing. I think about it often. The feel of the skis over the snow. The ecstasy of that full body motion, when you get it right and everything clicks. The arms pushing you through the poles, both legs working together to drive you forward. The feel of the cold air on your face and in your lungs. The sounds of nature all around you. The quietness that can only be experienced after you travel off the highway with your body as the vehicle for some time. I love everything about it.
This is closely followed by cycling, running, and sometimes swimming. For many of the same reasons that skiing occupies my thoughts, these activities do. It's a way to move your body over the surface of the earth, using nothing but food for fuel, and experience the world as you travel along. It's pure bliss.
From time to time I think about politics, social things. Not in the way that many people do, maybe. I think about the actual problems, what would be an real solution. I don't think about the bullshit that occupies most of the news networks. I think about it from the perspective of one little person.
I also think about words. I think about stories of the world that need to be told. Some of them have been told already, and others are waiting in dark corners for wordsmiths to come along and chisel them into works of art. I think about which words to use in these digital pages, which ones to use in my actual, real, tree killing pages. I read a fair amount, and I think about those words as well. Why did the author use this word instead of that? That's a beautiful phrase. Those types of thoughts.
And I think about music. I believe in music. I believe the right song can portray a feeling, an emotion, or a message in 5 seconds where a novel would take 500 pages. I spend a lot of time thinking of the right music for particular moments. When I run with music, I make playlists of the right songs for particular moods. One for daydreaming. One with heavy beats for my feet. I think of moments in life, and work to expand my musical lexicon so I can find the right song when the moment comes. I love to share music with the people I love. I think someone saying, "Here's a song I think you'll like," is an incredibly intimate gesture.
The last thing here worth noting is food. I think about food all the time. What I'm going to eat next, what have a just eaten, what would it be like not to have it. I'm always thinking about food. When I train often and intensely, it's worse. Then I'm always hungry.
So there you have it. That's a snapshot of my mind. The mind that will be telling some fingers to type some more words that you'll be able to read here. I hope you got something out of it. See you next time.
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