2 years later…

My last relationship was over two years ago now. That time has been filled with feelings of doubt, self-pity, and feeling unvalued. Then last night I hung-out with a great, wonderful, beautiful girl. For anonymity, I will refer to her as Karren. Karren and I spent three hours talking about our pasts, what’s going on in our lives and our hopes and dreams. You know that first date kind of conversation topics. Everything went great until this morning when I got a text from her.
Reading as: “Good morning, So I thought about everything after I got back to my room and I realized we are moving very quickly. I don’t want to move quick at all… I want to just take everything slow and not put a label on us yet…”

I can’t help to feel sad and a bit down. All my heart says I don’t want to be with you. But that’s not true. I can’t even seem to finish this without feeling even more down in the dumps, so I guess that’s it. God help me.

Some Thoughts.

To start this all off, I have to tell how I started thing about these thoughts. For several months I’ve been having issues with my knee. A dull pain located to the side of my knee and wrapping around the interior of my knee cap. One day it popped very loudly, which was my patella shifting back into place. At this, I decided to 6 weeks off from Parkour. I am wrapping up on my 4th week. With this time I have had plenty of time to think. No more being distracted by constantly shuffling around.

Knee

 


Thought number one is very melancholy, so if you do not want your vibes darkened I suggest skipping down to the next paragraph. I, as a practitioner of Parkour, will never gain a massive following. My YouTube account only has 10 subscribers. My Instagram has about 100 followers, which are mostly just friends and other practitioners. That, I have met during my years of training. I’m not going to become the next Jason Paul, Alex Shauer, or Storror. I am slowly but surely coming to terms with this. I’m still in love with Parkour and nothing will change that.
I started training because it was enjoyable. It’s still enjoyable!

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Which brings me straight into thought number two. Parkour is fun, and I should be having fun doing it still. When I pile on toting around my tripod, camera, phone and the thoughts of how am, I am going to edit this together. All that takes the fun out of Parkour for me. I need to get away from going out to post a clip on Instagram and go back to training because I want to train. I all ready work one job twenty-six to thirty hours per week. I don’t want my movement to become another job on top of that.

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Finally, my last thought for this post. Which is out there from the previous ones, but you know the mind works in strange ways. I live in Parkour no man’s land. I’m smack dab in the middle from Parkour Horizons down in Columbus, and Akron Movement Family (Which is a dumb name if you ask me.) up in Akron. Here I am Mount Vernon, Ohio solo, alone, and stag. Not to even to mention Ohio in general. I have always lived in spare Parkour populists, from Marietta, GA to Loveland, CO and now Mount Vernon, OH. Sometimes I like this because, for the most part, I don’t get harassed by anyone when I’m out jumping around. I do hear, “Do a backflip.” quite a bit. The Parkour, equivalent to, “Do a kickflip.” for skateboarders. On the other hand, training with people is hard. Either way, I have to drive at least 45 minutes to the closest practitioner.
I’m still 50-50 about being in the Parkour no man’s land. So here I am. I’ve tried to get people interested around me, but to no avail.

Ohio


Side note: Socially, I don’t like bringing up Parkour. Not because I don’t like talking about it, but because I don’t like explaining over and over what it is all about.

Drive-Thru Woman

Drive-thru woman.

Do we have feelings?

Your looks make people go “whoa man.”

Do our feelings seem to be reeling?

Drive-thru woman.

Loneliness drives my feelings or are they true?

You say, hun and dear, like we from Brooklyn.

Did I find forbidden love at a drive-thru?

Drive-thru woman.

Should I make a move?

would it be in-human?

Who knows we might groove.

 

 

 

Inspiration, from an unlikely Place

Hello, Good morning or good evening.

As you can see by reading these words on your computer screen that I have started a blog. I’m going to tell you how just seeing one cute little picture of a boy and a whale has led me to start this blog.

only about a week and a half ago hanging with my friend and fellow “Street Banger” Christian. Christian laying down for a quick nap and nobody else at his apartment to talk to. So I did what an ordinary millennial would do pulled out his smartphone and started scrolling through Instagram. Scrolling through Skateboarding posts and people flipping outside with great control. Something caught my eye, a little doodle of a boy sitting on a whale. Looking into the description it was a post about this guys blog. (that guy being @mo_davis_) and after reading his blog, I’ve decided to blog and here I am writing my first blog. Strange how little things can just spark such a major change or something we never thought of about before.

Link to Blogpost: https://mjdavis2542.wordpress.com/2018/08/07/unfinished-untitled/

For now goodbye and see you all soon.

“The beginning is always today.” —Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley

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