"You Will Not Die, It's Not Poison."-Bob Dylan © 2015
"Am I gonna die?" My body had chills. Felt like I had rocks in my calves. Was going out both ends. There were little black grainy particles coming out of me. The sign by the toilet in Spanish and
English, "Water is not safe to drink." I been drinking from this sink for the passed couple days. I also drank from the Sacred Valley while I was in Ollantaytambo.
I thought of a line from Bob Dylan's "Tombstone Blues" "You will not die, it's not poison." Link to song
Usually think I am indestructible until I get sick.
Was eight in the morn. Free breakfast until nine. This was my last day to be in Peru. Plan was to get to the hot springs. Had been squirting since about five am. For breakfast I had fruits with yogurt milke and oat meal. Went back to my room. Was still coming out of me. I decided to rest until noon something. "Flashdance" link was on the muted television. I laughed as I remembered that years ago I was working out in the unmerciful Mississippi Delta heat to the "Flashdance" theme song "What a feeling." song During this time I came up with "Faith and strategy," it has been my experience that I need to have a plan to achieve my goals. I do the best I can, then I leave the results up to my Loh'Rd.
Told myself to sleep. Could not. Therefor, I started entertaining myself by putting my own words to muted "Flashdance."
She inspired the bar she worked in to have an open mic...
...She was dancing in front of a table of judges. She slips. She regains her composure. Wonder if she got her big break.
Laced my combat boots, walked for twenty minutes, it was supposed to be a twenty minute walk to the hot springs.
Rested in the hottest one, was around ninety degrees. Then I walked to the town square. Ate a pizza in a restaurant. On the way there I passed an iron fountain statue. Has a condor on top.
Am I being like a hypochondriac?
For almost a month, I have been working on fiction. Two days ago I started writing about folks turning into zombies caused by a bird virus.
English, "Water is not safe to drink." I been drinking from this sink for the passed couple days. I also drank from the Sacred Valley while I was in Ollantaytambo.
I thought of a line from Bob Dylan's "Tombstone Blues" "You will not die, it's not poison." Link to song
Usually think I am indestructible until I get sick.
Was eight in the morn. Free breakfast until nine. This was my last day to be in Peru. Plan was to get to the hot springs. Had been squirting since about five am. For breakfast I had fruits with yogurt milke and oat meal. Went back to my room. Was still coming out of me. I decided to rest until noon something. "Flashdance" link was on the muted television. I laughed as I remembered that years ago I was working out in the unmerciful Mississippi Delta heat to the "Flashdance" theme song "What a feeling." song During this time I came up with "Faith and strategy," it has been my experience that I need to have a plan to achieve my goals. I do the best I can, then I leave the results up to my Loh'Rd.
Told myself to sleep. Could not. Therefor, I started entertaining myself by putting my own words to muted "Flashdance."
She inspired the bar she worked in to have an open mic...
...She was dancing in front of a table of judges. She slips. She regains her composure. Wonder if she got her big break.
Laced my combat boots, walked for twenty minutes, it was supposed to be a twenty minute walk to the hot springs.
Rested in the hottest one, was around ninety degrees. Then I walked to the town square. Ate a pizza in a restaurant. On the way there I passed an iron fountain statue. Has a condor on top.
Am I being like a hypochondriac?
For almost a month, I have been working on fiction. Two days ago I started writing about folks turning into zombies caused by a bird virus.
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