La Bella Vita

Who is this person? Who is this character that thinks they can inhabit my body when I'm not paying attention? When did this lack of control become okay? God is tricky. Just when you think you have a grip on exactly who he is, he reminds you that he is more vast than anything you can ever imagine. He is sure to reiterate the fact that his works go far beyond the realms of the cranial cavity we were given. Sometimes it almost feels as if I'm back on track with him again, and then out of nowhere I fall short again. Maybe he's reminding me that I need to keep striving, never settling on what's comfortable. I've lost myself recently. I'm not sure if blogging about it is in my best interest, but at this point it seems to provide a pivot, a pivot for change. There comes a time in life when everything grows dull, it becomes gray. The colors lose their accent and the sharpness behind every image simply becomes a blur. I don't have all the solutions. At this point, I ...

I read an article in a magazine recently that made me question my own ideas on the topic. I suppose this is what writer’s try to do. They want to make the reader think beyond the typical realm of thought. They want to push them to a new place. I fell for it. Here I am, expressing my thoughts once again in the form of inked words on paper. I’m a sucker for analyzing the diagnostic aspects of life. Why I run… I’m not sure why I hadn’t processed these thoughts before. It seems as if when an individual I meet asks me the question in an almost painful tone, (“why do you run?”) my response is almost mechanical. To save the time and possibly sanity of the listening source, I usually respond with something along the lines of “I want to stay fit, it feels good, I love it.” But in my recent runs, I have really put a lot of thought into why I do this activity everyday. Why do I use this form of physical motion to keep my body in its proper gear? Once the list began to formulate in my h...