A new lease on my 20 something life

Last night before getting mixed up in my dreams i had the following sentences playing in my head. And before I proceed to describe my new lease contract with my body of which i shall sum up in form of clichés, i want to just get this out of my consciousness. First the song in my head:

The unforgiving weight of your affection pierces my heart the same way my skin revolts with your presence. Boredom paints the painful familiarity we share. Here we are paddling through years of betrayal and faithfulness yet I hate that I cannot trace the history of my despair and let you enter the treacherous depths of this dark tunnel. Where the love survives, it must learn to be strong and persist along with a humbled and grounded way of living each day out.

Wary of clichés and obsessed to overcome them, I am trying a new strategy of living starting today, embracing those that let me get through each day of pain. Acknowledging and recognizing them.

Thank god for these clichés:

1. the spine is the lifeline of the body
2. music to dance to
3. concept of 'center'
4. after-work relaxation
5. dance til you die, rest a little and dance some more.
6. pointed feet
7. turnout
8. obsession
9. depression

---- detach. tomorrow there are all but gone. I hope what remains is the renewed feeling of my spine. I cherish the brief moments of waking up without the aging pain I mistake for nearing 30.