both times that i went to the gym today i felt horrible; completely drained and unable to get it together to focus properly on what was being demonstrated or said. kind of like that moment before passing out, only continuous.
when i called it a day (about ten minutes after arriving at the afternoon session) i came back to rest. i've been lying (comfortably) on the couch, alternating between sleep and just lying with my head feeling like it's been flooded with used frying oil and my mind reeling, playing through still images from the past few days in a disquietingly random order.
i don't know how i feel but it's not good.
a story about a man making his dreams come true... but with all the interesting bits left out.
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I'm also producing a podcast discussing the sonnets, available on
industrial curiosity, itunes, spotify, stitcher, tunein and youtube!
For those who prefer reading to listening, the first 25 sonnets have been compiled into a book that is available now on Amazon and the Google Play store.
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