I got up from bed and decided to make myself a cup of tea. I put on the water and while it was cooking I made the bed and changed out of my pyjamas. I was going out for a walk, after all.
I stuffed the tea bags into the kettle, lined my earphones under my shirt, got fully dressed and just left out the front door.
I was about 300 feet away from my house already when I remembered I had forgotten the tea. I swung my hand through the air and murmured a quiet “So what.” Same thing happened each and every time and I never learned.
I browsed through the music on my phone, but eventually just decided to listen to some soothing music on a digital radio.
I found my way through a nearby park and I stopped for a moment in front of all these pipes people use for bodyweight trainings. Street workout, they call it. I hesitated at first, but then decided I'll give some stunts a try myself. Same as always yet again.
I changed the track to something more upbeat and killed my muscles dead.
Sore from the workout, I parked myself on the nearby bench and checked the clock.
“Oh well, I guess it’s what I do at 2:30 in the morning when I can’t sleep.”
"It’s what I do at 2:30 in the morning when I can’t sleep"
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