Where intellect and eclectic intersect

10
Dec
Walking the pup the other day I found a pictographic fountain metaphor for my life; a tiny toy Humpty clinging alongside a gushing geyser. It was one of those moments where you look up at the cerulean and wonder if you’re really  alone and if someone is laughing at you. Cackling in my case. I spent every morning of last week on the beach with my trainer. At the 45 minute mark daily I got nauseous, but I’d push through. The other day however, I received some bad news and binge ate three slices of cheesecake, tortilla chips and spicy guacamole. Before I could forget how hilariously oxymoronic my existence is, I snapped the picture above… read more

Walking the pup the other day I found a pictographic fountain metaphor for my life; a tiny toy Humpty clinging alongside a gushing geyser. It was one of those moments where you look up at the cerulean and wonder if you’re really  alone and if someone is laughing at you. Cackling in my case. I spent every morning of last week on the beach with my trainer. At the 45 minute mark daily I got nauseous, but I’d push through. The other day however, I received some bad news and binge ate three slices of cheesecake, tortilla chips and spicy guacamole. Before I could forget how hilariously oxymoronic my existence is, I snapped the picture above… read more

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