Boxing tonight, all the sadness
all the anger coming out. The gym
stink, the edm music blasting. I
catch the eye of a girl. She's
rough, a few tattoos, not so
pretty but attractive.

I lost my love last week. It was
sudden but it was bound to
happen. I'm filled with confusion
and sadness. An envy to loose
myself in my training. Coming
back again and again to my
mantra, the moment, the focus.
Boxing would be part of that
too. It's quite a ride to get
there, but I feel it's quite
needed. I don't really have
anything more to do these day.

Tai Chi, Karate, Boxing,
meditation, writing...

I had to drive a few hours last
week to meet with a client who
could only pay cash. It was a big
payment so my daughter and I did
a road trip. We got greeted to a
fancy restaurant, it was fun and
weird. Just the way I like it.

We ended up going to a friend's
party, a yoga teacher's birthday
party. It was nice dancing, but I
was hoping I'd get flirty with
someone. I am not too sure if I
was simply too sad, or if no one
really interested me, or a bit of
both.

Next days, we did some
Mega-Shopping spree for my
daughter. Nothing interesting in
there for me. It was surprising
somehow. Hot tub and drinking in
the evening, a little too much
drinking. Sunday morning was
rough. I took a walk in the city
while my daughter was still
sleeping, nothing was really
open, except for massage
parlor. It was strange, and later
I verified, yes these were erotic
massage place.

Should I go for an erotic
massage? It's been a while. I am
not even sure I'd be into it. It
would be so lame to pay a lot of
money and receive a lame massage.

Tonight boxing reminded me how
much of a fighter I am. I've
spent too much time with computer
and electronics... I really need
the raw human experience these
days, fighting, fucking,
tattooing, massaging, dancing,
getting high and being silly...