pounding nom my_relentless_heartbeat 051228 ... Bespeckled Bland thoughts bland moves bland sleep bland breakfast bland lunch bland treadmill Stop. Sleep. Do it again. Bland this bland that bland bland blah blah ::pounding:: It bangs on the inside, begging for stimulus, "GIVE ME SOME HEART BREAK!" "SHOW ME SOME PAIN!" It begs to come out, be set free, uncaged. But complacency, a little happiness, average levels of satisfaction keep it locked up, behind my ribs dormant and kind of relegated to basic functions like pumping blood. "GET HURT! FEEL BETRAYED. Or at the very least disappointed." And here it emerges, my bloody heart pounding on my chest demanding freedom, ("Let. Me. OUT!!") and starts to pour. 100712 what's it to you? who go blather from