I always find my self pushing my body to the limit.
for instance, I haven’t slept in 2 days, hardly eaten
and have been working not stop.Thats just the way
i am. I get in these moods where i just want to create
or just feel as much as i can. so i push myself to
extremes to do so.
when i first moved in to BOXeight, i slept on a yoga mat
for 2 weeks straight on the cement floor with no blanket
or pillow. I could have easily gotten a pillow or a blanket
or a futon for that matter but at that point in my life, it’s
just what felt right to me and I wanted to see how long i
could last. I didn’t know what on earth i was proving to
myself but it felt good. If nothing else. sleeping sucked
during those two weeks and so i went to bed late and
always got up at sunrise because i was never comfortable.
I realized It was all the work and productivity i was getting
done in these couple weeks that kept me going because i
never slept and i had nothing else to do but work.
I guess i get off on pushing my self to new limits. These
limits may be a little odd and have no purpose to them at
first glance but in the end i usually realize something i
never really even thought about before….
It takes outer-body experiences sometimes and a couple
sacrifices to see things in a new light.
We tend to get to comfortable in our routines.
fuck yours up a bit and i bet you’d notice a good change
in your life.
I can relate to all of this so much that its insane. Couldn’t have said it better myself.
