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2014. So much hope for the future. 

I haven't been keeping to improving my running. The past two days has seen me reverting to a pig like state: eat, sleep, wake up, eat, sit around, eat, sleep. I can't seem to find motivation to move my lazy butt out of my bed in the morning. Running in the afternoon isn't a problem, but mornings seem to be the bane of my life. Somehow, I'm going to need to adjust my body clock to a few months ago where I managed to sleep earlier and wake up earlier. Progressively sleeping earlier.. I think. 
01/01/2013 [1/365], & so we bade farewell to a year fraught with tears.  


02/01/2013 [2/365], The kindergarten years.  


03/01/2013 [3/365], Chilli to burn your stomach.



04/01/2013 [4/365], First book of 2013. 
"This is for you," he said, holding one of the parts out to the monk. "It’s for your generosity to the pilgrims." "But this payment goes well beyond my generosity," the monk responded. 
"Don’t say that again. Life might be listening and give you less the next time."



05/01/2013 [5/365], Work is a lifestyle.





I feel like a fat blob of lard as usual. Add on a bloated stomach and I am feeling like a monster. I think I should use a black background when converting images to a square format.

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