Trammelled beauty

I was running in the forest today and was thinking about the phrase untrammelled beauty and thinking you never hear of something being trammelled... except in Shakepeare... and then thinking that its cool, you know trammelled beauty. That's what makes something beautiful, the passing of time and decay and all this life about us.

A blank sheet is not beautiful for very long.

Planning to be at Kelly's Cellars tonight. Where we can pretend to be United Irishmen.

The fast is coming along really well. I made some proper espresso at work and then went for a run after that. And it felt like i was flying. So much faster, so much lighter, so much more happier. So i'm definitely continuing with the fast.

Will continue this later... lunch is over.

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