between vacation and work

I was felt once again renewed fervor for exercise and fitness and worked out for approximately and hour with the determination that always accompanies such escapades (despite the boredom that will no doubt emerge sometime next week). Sweaty and exhilarated, I laid on the floor and watched "shall we dance," a netflix arrival for my mom, and cried at the most random scenes that were meant to evoke inspiration but instead left me with an empty feeling of the inevitable marital struggles, or failed dreams, or the prime talent years wasting away into faded memories that will be different and uninteresting to those whom you most want to share them with.