Post – Endorphin Highs and Rainy Morning Blues

June 10, 2009


Originally uploaded by mizimoo

This was written last night:

Running, in summer-time rain, has to be one of the best feelings in the world.

Rain makes the ground yield it’s day-gained smells of heated tarmac and hot foot prints.

Dry grasses billow under tiny doldrums around the castle moat and the rain is still cool and light enough to feel ecstaticly good on my skin.

Now I’m sat at home icing my knees and looking through the photos and videos I took in Korea. I had a very, very good time and even though I miss R, who I had to leave behind (again!) I can’t help but feel I’m in exactly the right place doing exactly the right thing – for now. This is of course a slightly rediculous feeling, how could I ever be doing anything other than exactly what I should? But life feels good – full of thing I never imagined I’d have this time last year.

This morning:

Oh the naivety of the evening, the feelings of acomplishment and peace that the close of day can bring! Like a bumbling buffoon I went to bed full of the joys of spring and woke up on an endorphine come down.

I’m angered and embittered and cursing the world’s name for oh, a myriad of reasons I suppose.  My face, never prone to acne before now looks like the rear end of a influenza afflicted sow. *sigh* Damn humidity – makes me feel liek picking myself up and leaving on the next flight bound for the sahara. Oh Aridity, how I miss thee. 

These endless cycles are begginging to drive me crazy. Feeling like I’m getting somewhere gives way to feeling stuck a few hours later. Happpiness turns to rage on a daily basis. Belief in other people quickly fades into a dissapointment with clockwork like regularity.
Mizi chan


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