It’s times like these
where I miss wushu so badly. I wanna be able to stretch my heart out, stretch my stress away. I wanna practice flying and feeling powerful. To wield a sword like another arm.
Damn, if swimming doesn’t work out. I’ll beg to go back to wushu.
I throw myself into my work to distract myself. I guess at times, I can be a pretty good workaholic. But man. Wushu wouldn’t even compare. EXERCISEE. please please.
