It could be a void. I could slip into nothing. An emptiness could be happiness. Your false being has destroyed. From the beginning you have been fading. Out from the blackness comes a light madness. Two bits to every side. Next to every meadow is the highway. Should one saunter or speedily say goodbye. Your smile is covered in steel wool. Believing mightily you are sainted. Your love is just a war cry.

A journal of my weight loss efforts. You trade your passion for glory. 2 lbs is too small to consider progress. My weight fluctuates that much over the course of any given day. Disappointing, but one must persevere. I splurged and bought groceries today! So many times it happens too fast.

I can absolutely relate to every word here. Sadly, even when we try to better ourselves, somehow it never seems good enough. We have to ask ourselves when and where do we draw the line? But even more so, when. Get up and get writing! .

A safe space to engage in topics, express ideas and ask questions with Krista Page. Could it be another home? September 15, 2015. So it has officially been 1 week in Joburg! Could it be another home? July 24, 2015.

Health, Fitness, and the Great Outdoors. Kim, Fit and Legit. Kim, Fit and Legit. In the morning of June 13, a Saturday, we loaded up our ready-for-adventure Subaru Outback and kissed our little dog goodbye, and start the trek to RMNP. The drive was 18 hours. We drove for about 10 hours the first day and stayed in a hotel somewhere in Iowa. I was glad to give them my money.