whatever this is.

im tired. im worn out. i partied two days in a row and loved it. i got some work done today, an axon detail, most of the pieces cut out for a model, and an elevation. i ran/walked 8.5 miles and it took me over two hours. it was nice i got to relax and people watch and get a supposed work out in. i really believe in this, "whatever you call this feeling of blissfully loving where your life is going with out having the map," that i've said before. i want things to happen, but i don't feel the pressure to make it. i'm happy. i have a whatever, an although i wish i could talk to him all the time, i realize hes just another person, and if i can't give it, i can't expect it. i'm holding strong. im falling down the full-grip sub-surface stairs and laughing it off, the rain helps me breath easier, and dancing in the street is joyful, not dangerous.