How happy is the blameless Vestal's lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd.
Thursday, June 02, 2005
Pushing
Put up, shut up, go hard or go home.
Going for the fight of my life. For the first time in a while, I'm actually pushing the limits. I don't care what other people say, gotta get in the motion before I lose it.
Nothing that belonged to it exists any more. He remembers those vanished years. As though looking through a dusty window pane, the past is something he could see, but not touch. And everything he sees is blurred and indistinct.
