Day 85

Yes, I did it. Was running the streets of Sanur at 1:45am with the dogs and the toads and the shrouded sea. I brought the headlamp along and I needed it for some points on the beach path, at Sindhu Beach I turned off and went to Danau Tamblingan Rd which leads back to the apartment, for the 2 miles back I saw only a few dogs whom I had to charm with a smile because the solitary darkness is their domain and they guard it with an admirable bravado. Total run was 4.25 miles and as I walked the mile home a man on a scooter stopped at my side and asked if I wanted young pussy. I laughed and said I was too old to get it up, he laughed and tried to convince me I was virile enough to manage the young girls he was offering, but I waved him on and when I got to the apartment I stripped down to my swimming trunks and swam in the pool outside my door for 30 minutes, soaking in the warm water, watching the 3/4 moon obscured by the ever present toxic filler and when I got out of the water I felt young and strong, such an odd feeling to have, contradicting the reality of the physical body but I was not going to puncture the momentary bubble of illusion, I was netted in a thick dream state where anything goes and indeed I have had a certain dream recurring for years of being in a foreign city, walking and running the unfamiliar streets, who could dream up such a scenario but the infinite mind which has the eternal stars to draw from for its inspiration and so why not be in Bali running the streets at 2:30am under a moon which cannot be stolen.