Ash Wednesday
22-Feb-2007
01:22AM – New York City
My eyes and icebox are heavy and tired, but my mind and soul remain wide-awake. Encased between these four white walls, it’s beginning to feel like “home.” Conan is on the tube. My DVDs and CDs are scattered amongst my pocket stuffers on the dresser. The three alarms are set exactly 12 minutes apart on my cell phone so I can hit the snooze a few times before the new day starts. If home is where the heart is, why can’t mine reach a compromise?
Today was a beautiful day in the city. The sun was shining as its beams peeked through the multi-storied, skyscraper filled, concrete jungle that is New York. I intentionally walked an alternate route back from lunch, in hopes to soak as much of its energy before the inevitable nightfall takes the sun captive, and the city’s night-lights glow for the next 12 hours.
I don’t know which one is brighter from my window – the M&M store or Lehman Brothers. One thing is for sure; neither does Jenna justice.
I can’t sleep. It’s not that I don’t want to. I simply can’t. My body is accustomed to the 4-5 hours it receives on a regular basis during the week. Sundays are reserved for hibernation.
Hit the gym hard tonight. Thanks Diddy, for being my inspiration for perspiration. Found an awesome patio for parties once the sun and warm weather become a trend.
I have a routine before working out – besides procrastination. I cannot work out without music and for the longest time, I had lost the armband for my iPod. I’d given up on its search a while ago and wrote it off as something I left back in Connecticut (amongst other things, both intentional and unintentional).
That was it. Gone. Forever. Time to buy a new one.
To my surprise, as I tried to slip on my right gym shoe, there it was. Stuck in the place where I had last put it.
Ironic how sometimes, you find what you’ve been looking for all along – even when you weren’t searching for it.
Current Mood: Show Me, John Legend
“Maybe we’ll talk
Some other night
Right now I’ll take it easy
Won’t spend my time
Waiting to die
Enjoy the life I’m living
Show me that you love me
Show me that you walk with me
Hopefully, just above me
Heaven is watching over me”
1 Comments:
Yo E, if you couldn't find your ipod armband for the longest time...and it was in your workout shoe, how long it's been since you hit the gym? Fatass....come to cali...when you're back in shape
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