The mind ain't willing and the body ain't moving... My patience wears thin as my disinterest in whatever I do grows at an exponential rate. I am faltering... straying from the path. I am not but a prisoner in my own mind, looking on just as a pilot looks on, helplessly, as his craft spins and twirls out of control in a never-ending spiral... jostling with the controls and praying in vain as he counts down to the inevitable...
I blame to total lack of self control and the absence of that drive to succeed, that commitment to stay the path. Its a bit hard to do anything right now, with the race around the corner and the mid-terms just days away. I will salvage whatever can be salvaged and get my feet back on the ground. I will depart on the 5th of July with no regrets, no regrets at all.
On a side note, I brought the 112 for a spin last Sunday. Apart from the loose rear bottle holder, detached rear break and loosened break cable... (haha...) the ride was superb... there's a couple of stuff I still need to do before the 22nd but all in good time, all in good time :)
"Sweet Dreams are made of these..."
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You want to run, you run; you don’t, and you walk away from it. Nobody can coach desire. – Bill Bowerman to Steve Prefontaine
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