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Runners, in general, are romantics.

We value emotion over calculation, aesthetic feeling over controlled inquiry, messiness over clarity, epiphany over argument, transcendence over facts, insight over pragmatism.

Like Catholics with their rosaries, we go through the motions and the rituals, bead by bead: tempo, interval, long run, easy run. We stay at them, hoping that our piety will be rewarded with a glimpse of what? — that which cannot be seen or articulated, but can only be felt.

http://thelogicoflongdistance.blogspot.com/2012/02/running-as-romanticism.html


Ran 13 cross-country miles

Then some charmer cheerleaded me on with this song, tit. : D


The city is a platform.
“It’s so hard to go into the city, when you want to say hello to everybody”

The city is a platform.

“It’s so hard to go into the city, when you want to say hello to everybody”


thisisjikay:

Tumblr is definitely where everyone from Myspace ended up because Facebook wasn’t dark enough for them.

yes! this is it. People ask me what Tumblr is and I say ‘it’s a sort of shared digital scrapbook’. I’m surprised they haven’t heard of it, the last guy who asked me studied illustration and graphic design etc at university.