In this world, there are always some people who do not want to go with the flow, living ordinary and unusual, ordinary and not worldly. It is precisely because of the existence of these people that this earthly world looks so different.
In the evening, change into fitness clothes, take the water cup, and walk out of the elevator, the familiar feeling comes to the face, it turns out that time can be turned back in the memory.
The phoenix trees on both sides of the road are still graceful, and the scattered flowers are very dazzling in the green leaves. This sweaty road, familiar and determined.
Recent diaries, rarely to record a day's life, today, I want to record it.
Get up at 5:30 in the morning to prepare Yoko at 6 o'clock on time for yoga personal training public live broadcast. After breakfast we started planning the next direction. Due to the lack of sleep in these two days, thinking too much, about ten o'clock, the eyelids began to fight, and the state was like three days of sleepiness without closing the eyes. This day, I basically spent it in sleep, whenever I lay down, the thoughts in my head popped out one after another, and my body was like a warrior who had unloaded his defenses, weak and weak.
Get up at 4:30 p.m., read a book for an hour, physical fitness gradually recovered, or decided to go into the gym, the temperature of the city burned every pore, sweat, like a faucet that opened the floodgates, surging out of the pores, the long fatigue, emotions, saving a summer's sweat, all washed away.
At this time, the body is the most comfortable home for every cell!
The heart should be the same, let it have a comfortable home, after experiencing wind and rain, there is a place to go. Decisions made in the sensibility of the night before, but in today's rationality ponder meaning. Why is it so realistic to return to the city? Where did that transparency in nature go? It is not the fault of the city, nor the force of nature, but the self-limitation of the mind.
In fact, I prefer the emotional life, that is the direction of the heart, the brain should be the tool of the heart, not the direction of life. Some things lose the courage to act once they think too much about the meaning. What makes so much sense? If you look at life from the perspective of death, there is no point in living. Why not forget the meaning itself and live affectionately in every moment, interesting and joyful.
Friends who have not been in touch for a long time sent a message saying: Looking through your circle of friends today, let me realize the other side of you, in order to be able to read all your literary collections, I have downloaded the "today's headlines" that have not been used for many years.
A touch of emotion welled up. I have offered too much indifference to the past, but I am always remembered by my friends.
Hesse said: Please build for yourself in the depths of your heart a quiet mountain hut that no one will set foot in.
I have built it to allow you to get involved. This silence is my word.
"Dancing in the clouds, writing poetry on the ground, embracing in the wind, running non-stop in the rain..." Life can be so beautiful. Isn't it?
That familiar road to the gym
Finish practicing your back
Looking through the lights on the balcony of the gym, the city turns blue