To be nothing in the self-effacement of humility, yet, for the sake of the task, to embody its whole weight and importance in your bearing, as the one who has been called to undertake it. To give to people, works, poetry, art, what the self can contribute, and to take, simply and freely, what belongs to it by reason of its identity. Praise and blame, the winds of success and adversity, blow over such a life without leaving a trace or upsetting its balance. Towards this, so help me, God--
[Dag Hammarskjold]
if my thought-dreams could be seen, they'd probably put my head in a guillotine.
but it's alright, ma, it's life and life only...
I really just don't know what to say about this. An outdoor gym by the river and lots of really serious Ukrainian bodybuilders. Alan and I were having a tough time just trying to keep from laughing while walking through this place. Tough guys and old men with their shirts off, and dumbbells rotting to pieces. We saw a guy putting a fresh coat of blue paint on the machines. But hey, who would pay for a gym membership when you could come here? Alan's favorites: the couples swing and the iron elliptical. And just over the bridge, the 65-and-overs playing shirts and skins chess. It really was not very hot outside. I have this video of a guy boxing a stack of tires hung from a tree, but I can't figure out how to post it.
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pretty awesome- big clunky metal machinery to exercise on- i have never seen anything like it! we talked to emma last night, pretty amazing as always- she was bummed not to talk to u, but she is amazing and she is staying in scarborough this transfer and is really happy about that and she has been there the longest out of all the hermanas now- the oldest fogie there!!
Hi Jar, The pictures are amazing, but where are the updates?
I hope you're doing great and staying out of trouble :) We miss you!
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