Ever get that strange feeling like you're full of something—this restless energy you can't quite place? It's like a nervous tension, bottled up, waiting to burst. I used to feel it all the time back in high school, especially when I was deep into college. Whenever it hit, I'd drop and do a bunch of push-ups to release it.
That same energy crept up on me a few minutes ago. I can't figure out exactly where it's coming from, but I have a few guesses.
Lately, I've been working out at the same time every day, so maybe my body's signaling it's time to move. During my college days, I was under a lot of stress, so maybe that’s part of it. But the thing is, I’m not particularly stressed right now. Sure, there’s some tension at home, but everyone’s pretending it's not happening. They're being overly nice, almost unnaturally so. It comes up in passing—my parents mention it, but never directly with me.
Maybe I’m just dreading the trip this weekend. It shouldn’t be bad, just a bit dull. I thought about gathering some cousins and going to The Rodeo—but I doubt my sister would be interested. And I’d rather not bump into certain people. You know how it is—don’t put yourself in places where you might see something you don’t want to.
So, what’s causing this feeling? Maybe I’ve just hit rock bottom in terms of idleness, and my body's itching for movement, lol.
I was thinking about something from The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: “The chances of finding out what's really going on are so remote, the only thing to do is to say hang the sense of it and just keep yourself occupied.”
Douglas Adams always had a way of nailing these weird, unexplainable moments...
Alright, I’ll try not to overthink it. But I’m definitely doing some push-ups to see if that helps
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