Sweet Lollipop disposable dreams. Ran one hour and 6 minutes today

Today’s run was like a sweet sugary Popsicle I bit into without caring how bad it might be for my teeth.

Crunched that motherfucking sugar like it was my last breakfast on earth!!

I sprinted the entire time – couldn’t run fast enough – and listened to a cheesy bubble gum tune that totally made me picture a hot night on the dance floor where I was the star of the show dancing on the bar!  Yup.  I ran a 60 minute music video in my head.  Flashing left to right.  It was pretty perfect and the image kept me going at full speed for over an hour.  Every mannequin in the meat packing district came to life and followed me onto the tables at the Red Rock bar.  It was hot.

This lollipop run was my sweet Popsicle moment-long dream… Sometimes that’s what my run is all about.  Cheap thrills that are as disposable as a coffee mixing straw… An immediate gratifications fantasy that lasts about 60 minutes before I’m bored of it and move on to the next thing part of the day…

The shit I can dream up in my head on that highway can make a movie that I would love to watch in about 20 years.  I wish i could film my brain…

Sweet sweet sugary bubble gum… Flavor Last two seconds…leaves u thirsty… Causes cavities… I will always love it and need it anyway…

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