boulder, CO

run, surf, yoga, climb, slacklife
mountains, waterfalls, poetry
science, coffee, bicycles, tea

general plan for the day:

feel sorry for myself

be on my period

bake bread

"I felt like lying down by the side of the trail and remembering it all. The woods do that to you, they always look familiar, long lost, like the face of a long-dead relative, like an old dream, like a piece of forgotten song drifting across the water, most of all like golden eternities of past childhood or past manhood and all the living and the dying and the heartbreak that went on a million years ago and the clouds as they pass overhead seem to testify (by their own lonesome familiarity) to this feeling."

he took me to a pizza restaurant for date #2 and he was too excited about pizza for me to break his heart by telling him i’m lactose intolerant

in retrospect it wasn’t worth it 

since now i am home feeling like shit and didnt even get laid

teaching my first ever paid yoga class at 10am today

too excited to digest breakfast

"When you finally find the girl who makes you want to be a better person, I will meet her with grace and shake her Goddamn hand. Because she has to be pretty fucking special to do what I couldn’t. Because I did just about everything."

"Now more than ever do I realize that I will never be content with a sedentary life, that I will always be haunted by thoughts of a sun-drenched elsewhere."


think about the concept of a library. that’s one thing that humanity didn’t fuck up. we did a good thing when we made libraries

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