so apparently
I could wake up at five thirty yesterday morning, rock it all day, stay up until midnight waiting for my housemate’s bus to arrive, pick him up, come back here and sit outside until three a.m looking at the stars and talking about ancient (ancient) civilisations, then wake up at six thirty, run up the ridgeline, run down the ridgeline and lift the roof off the garage. I’m not really sure what the hell’s going on with my body, but I’ve been treating it very well over the past couple of months with exercise, rest, good food and excellent supplements. I can’t remember the last time I felt tired.
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