It's been six months of writing challenges and this is the first month I've completed posting every day. And I'm happy about it. The tangibility of a project done.
Vampires suck. They suck the life out of their prey. They are beautiful and sexy, electric and all the things you could ever want. Energy vampires prey on those who give, the fixers, the I'll take care of it'ers. The do'ers. That quote "the devil doesn't come in a red cap and pointy horns, he comes as everything you ever wished for".
What I learned from Wild Card Boxing Club, Hollywood, Los Angeles yesterday. I am strong. I own my body. Every day. It's good to sweat, to bleed. I can let my shit go. Into the hit. I like, no I NEED the physical, the punch, the push, the grab. Give it over, give it up. Push it forward. Push through. Next, and again, again, again.