slipstream becomings

i always feel so….inspired at the gym. yeah, so i look like shit. for now. but i look around (i use the university gym, so you can imagine the healthy young hordes) and i see stuff i want to do (twisty sit ups on a yoga ball! cool!) muscles i want to define (oh that sexy back in motion! yes please!) ways i want to move (jazzercise class! oh please! yes!)

i feel invincible for a whole hour after i go to the gym. and today i wonder why it is i ever stop doing this for myself.

and today i laughed when i found myself wondering if mikel jollett would fall in love with me if i lost 100 pounds. gross. and weird. and wrong.