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Because life goes on

I am processing the death of my brother and my head hurts in that way it does when one is coming to terms with such a thing.


In a sense I lost him a long time ago but I had the hope that he would turn his life around. I practice not having attachments to any outcomes but it can be a bitter pill to swallow when things go the way that they can.

I don’t have much to contribute today but I will share a workout compilation that Charles made of our workouts that we did Monday.

https://youtu.be/QfrVgRP9Gfw

Even in the midst of grief, as long as you breathe you might as well practice picking shit up and throwing it over your shoulder, at the very least wiggle your toes or go for a walk. I promise to write something more fun next week.


Until next time ❤️

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