What I talk about when I talk about running

 

Because I’m more confident in my writings than in my drawings I create articles instead of paintings.

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It began with a desire,a longing to get out of the city.I needed to get out away from the apathy that descends upon the streets like rain and break free from the routines that made up my days.I needed to escape ,the depravities of commercialism,that blinds with material objects,which we absently spend for in an attempt to give our life existence some sort of value-some sort of worth.I wanted to make something more out of this pale death I miscalled my life.

We would get married and make books and publish them

Reality was more complicated and interesting.It was like being at the end of the ocean.There was no light and a whole ocean crushing down on you.But most people had gotten so used to it they thought it normal,they forgot even that there was a world above.

Your character is your destiny

I’ve carried this character around like an old suitcase,down along dusty path.I’m not carrying it because I like it.The contens are too heavy,and it’s looks crummy fraying in spots.I’ve carried it with me,because there was nothing else I was suppose to carry.Still,I guess I have grown attached to it.As you might expect.

I  told him once I wasn’t good at anything.He told me survival is a talent.

Life itself is nothing until it is lived,it is we who give it meaning

 

It doesn’t matter what field you are talking about-beating somebody else just doesn’t do it for me.I’m much more interested in whether I reach the goals that I set for myself,so in this sense long distance running is the perfect fit for a mindset like mine.In this sense writing novels and running full marathon are very much alike.Basically,a writer has quiet inner motivation and doesn’t seek validation in the outwardly visible.

You are who you want to be

 

Life itself is nothing until it is lived,it is we who give it meaning.You ARE who you want to be,who you said you were,when I met you…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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