Dhammoody Blues

I am 32 and feeling homesick in a city of over 16 million people.
I miss my garden city.
I miss my friends most of whom are in the US (but then why miss the garden city*)
I miss being able to just sit and read a book in my porch with no regard for the next day.
I am like the patron saint of unrequited love.
I am moody till I begin to run.
When I run, I can kick your butt.**
I am the king of the world.
I run therefore I am.



* don't get all analytical alright? I am all emotional here
** Atleast you will sweat or maybe even bleed trying to beat me. Yeah, Yeah, Pre said something like it. He's my running guru.