Something knocked I'm in a state of mental confusion, detachment from reality. I feel like a child trying to get the handle of the door that leads into the playroom but c'arriva: sometimes comes close, then falls. E 'in times like this I would like to be alone, surrounded by nature, with the bare minimum. These are all products of modern society that distract us, we mentally messing and lead us to a detachment from the real-truth. As I write it seems to me that thoughts flow freely leaving a 'peace to my foreman, although I know it will return as soon as I stop the confusion. Umh, maybe a cold shower can help me, counting to 8 February and that we are not boiling water wake up everyone ...
I have a strong desire to train and get off! I have to wait until tomorrow though. Parkour is the only thing that leaves me free from worries (that I try in vain, for now, meaning that to remove him from the world to see them for what they are, almost always crap) and I concentrated, so that some Once I feel part of the obstacles of life and become good friends that give me different (and pain) lessons.
What beautiful and powerful is the Parkour
Perhaps to keep the blog updated and to throw down my emotions in public network this post: is not great but at least I put a little (ino, ino, ino) thoughts affixed. Namaste:)
