Month: July 2016

24 hr fast

The morning is fresh. The earth quiet. A calm enfolds me and I am at one. And so begins the day I’ll go 24 hours without food. A voice told me this achievement would come a month ago and Though doubt still infiltrates my mind I set my path before me. The night before I had a dream-one of those dreams- and woke at 1:30 am with a craving. I slammed down a generous portion of vanilla frosted cinnamon rolls and a salami wrap with some dijon mustard. The gluttony is shameful and yet necessary. 20 lbs lighter, my body has hit a point where it needs refueling. Belly stretched and mind satiated , I go back to bed with no sense of guilt but rather assurance. I have no plans of fasting. I had no plans of dieting. The truth is there’s 20 teenagers in my house painting and it’s rather inconvenient to squeeze through to the refrigerator to grab my usual croissant. Instead I make a cup of coffee, then two then three …

chasing 50 miles

Oh the blisters and the chafing. What a few months it’s been away from being away from this blog. As much as the desire has been there, the itch to write has just been absent. Reviewing films and albums grew stale, and to be honest I’ve grown tired of being judgmental. There comes a point when you have to ask yourself of whether calling art “good” and “bad” is rather dull and cheerless. How can any mature adult teach love when so much criticism is anchored in their ego? To be a critic is just not the life for me. And then there’s the issue of my work life. I took up an internship with the Ohio Democratic Party for this campaign cycle and have spent most of my days making phone calls and knocking on doors. Yes, I support Hillary Clinton, and no, I don’t care that you think she is a war criminal. I don’t call myself a Democrat nor a Republican but I’ll always choose a party that favors progress over economics …