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[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Misaki, in sweats with a massive punching bag. She has gloves on and is whaling away at it, and from the coating of sweat shining on her face it looks like she's been at it a while. Her hair is damp and starting to come loose from her ponytail. She strikes the bag once more, setting it swinging, and then pauses to shed the gloves and stretch a bit. She takes a drink from the water bottle near the bag's base, tugs the gloves back on and resumes.]

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[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[She leans her head back against the frame.] It feels a bit like my head's going to explode, actually.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Need any pain killers?

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

No, thank you. It's not physical so much as... [Tries to think of an accurate analogy.] A bit like fruit in a smoothie, really. [With little raspberry thoughts.] Thoughts just buried and then chopped to bits under the weight of everything else.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto may never drink smoothie again.] The thoughts get to you sometimes.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Mmm, yummy gray matter]

They do. [She pats the bag with the back of her hand.] It's easier when I'm doing things like this. I can just... focus. There's no emotion attached to it, so I don't get swamped.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

It distracts you. It's easier to deal with things when they're in the back of your mind.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

Exactly. This is one of the things that seems to work best.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you've found something that works for you.