BLAST(FOUR)TUNE - 4 YEARS, A SINGLE CONFESSION / by D.M. Jerman


College. Third year. Winter.
After homework around 9pm, I decided to go catch the end of free swim at the pool.
Opting for a straight shot I rode my trick bike too fast off the sidewalk onto the wide lawn. Hi-siding right onto my back.
I lay there- relieved and aching but unhurt really, and exhausted and exhaling frozen air, motionless except for deep breaths.
For the next 40 minutes instead, I watched the stars.

The Irreducible is the fastest walk on the finest line of your netted awareness to beauty.