#22 Boxer

I wake up gnarled and twisted on my futon. My a/c is out. I'm stiff & achy from a boxing class I took four days ago. I'm hot. My hair is a swirl of dark brown mess in front of my eyes. I can't see. When I try to get off the futon, my abdominal muscles won't comply. To see it, you'd think I was drunk or hungover. I just boxed. I'll do it again. If it's painful, I'm going to pour my heart and soul into it. That's what I do. I'm also incredibly dramatic. #CutMeMick

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