21+ onlyJust a man in his 20s and after all these years still into the sound of heartbeats🎭🥀🫀. Words cannot explain the this feeling, but perhaps the beat of our rhythm may express that emotion.💫💥💓 Up for chatting! And of course please be respectful at all times because the same also will be in return.
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A Day in the Life of a Cardio-Lover/boring dude just keeping it pushing✌🏻
Today was like stormy mess/stress, exhaustion, and this ridiculous rollercoaster my heart insists on throwing in for free. Started the day early, my head still foggy from only a few hours of sleep. Still tired from many family reunions this past week & the caffeine kicked in just enough to keep me going, though every sip felt like it just added fuel to my already weird heart. It’s funny enough sometimes I swear the coffee make my heart skips in a freezy rhythm or just stay steady when it wants.
Work was a blur of cleaning tables, weaving around customers, balancing dishes while half-distracted by my heart’s familiar thud-thud-pause. Right in the middle of rushing a stack of glasses back to the kitchen, I felt a big, unexpected jolt, like my heart decided to jump for a second. It’s weird how much I love these skips. They make me feel alive. But damn, it startled me this time. My heart actually got me by surprise.
After work, I sat down with my phone and started pulling up my eBay dashboard. It’s just starting to pick up traction—finally seeing some movement, and it gives me a rush like nothing else. But it’s a rush I barely have time for; between work, my own side hustle, and the drop-shipping research I’m diving into, the hours blur together. Not to mention, I’m helping my mother with her online business, & on top of that including mine also. Setting it all up has been a learning curve, and my head feels like it’s spinning with lists and ideas—and deadlines.
It’s a funny thing about palpitations, they always seem to hit at just right at a moment of chaos to remind me of how I also need to breathe and lay back and relax a little.
By nightfall, I was drained. As I sat down to unwind, my heart kept at its rhythm—steady, then a skip, then steady again. A part of me loves these little jumps; there’s this strange comfort in feeling my heart do its thing, even when it’s out of sync. I know it might sound weird, but it’s like my heart and I share this unspoken rhythm that ties all these parts of my life together.
The heart is a intriguing mind of its own.🫀
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