I know it's a random thought but I just want to share with somebody.
As a group fitness instructor, I spent the morning dancing, shouting, sweating and feelin the adrenaline running through my body like crazy.
After that, I went home, took a shower and ate lunch. Then I picked up the book and start reading my recent book.... Stephen King (yeah, I know...).
I just feel so strange that just a couple hours ago, I was right in middle of craziness and then here I am. Reading horror in totall silence. Hard to digest these two different feelings.
But both extremely different times are very joyful to me. What can I say?
| 2015-01-27 12:49