Days

So my classmate Yufang and I publicized our poem on the streets of Vancouver and Richmond. The poem is as follows:
Summer days come and go.
Yet this man still sits
from noon till four. He's there,
gloomy and depressed.
He stares off towards the park across the road.
I fill his glass.
He nods in response.
Days come and go.
I glance over at him occasionally,
just to make sure he's there.
One day he doesn't come in,
he never comes back.
But,
summer days come and go.

Written by Yufang Soong, Peer edited by Derrick Sun
Basically, this was kind of a poem dedicated to Trevor Wimble, the homeless man at the sub.

Here's some pictures of where this poem was posted at.

Physical or the Sedentary?

I prefer the physical aspects of life. It's what gives you the feeling of being alive. Over my 2011 summer, I've been doing some labour work with my dad. After working with him for 2 months, I can say that I have missed a lot of what I could have been doing with my life while sitting at home. So now I spend most of my time having a sweaty workout, or being creative with my audio equipment. A mix of both is also always good. You could be standing there, mixing up some songs that you've picked out and you could also be sweating just as much as you would be while working out. So go do something productive! It never hurts to just go out and do something that involves movement. ;)