I was surprised, as always, be how easy the act of leaving was, and how good it felt. The world was suddenly rich with possibility.
You've got to learn to utilize the space (between you and your opponent). Distancing is very important.
Move with your feet, the hands will follow.
Your life is on the line, practice well.
From now on you must strive to cut out unnecessary movement. Waste in movement is wrong and will get you killed.
You are not just fighting one opponent. You are fighting the unknown.
Remember that for every technique you think you can fall back on, there is a counter for it, or there are times when it cannot be used. When real battle comes, you must remember that some things will not be applicable. Don't think that any one technique is quintessential.
Perhaps the most mysterious of all mammals is the male Homo sapiens. Indeed, many anthropologists classify the group as a subspecies.
Each person bears a fear which is special to him. One man fears a close space and another man fears drowning; each laughs at the other and calls him stupid. Thus fear is only a preference, to be counted the same as the preference for one woman or another, or mutton for pig, or cabbage for onion.
That’s a lesson we can all learn: the more we have, the more we want. And the only cure is to break the cycle of relativity.
I flicked on the light beside my bed, waiting for my breathing to slow, veins full of adrenaline from the realistic dream. A new dream, but in essence so much the same as the many others that had plagued me in the past months. No, not a dream. Surely a memory. I could still feel the heat of Jared's lips on mine. My hands reached out without my permission, searching across the rumpled sheets, looking for something they didn't find. My heart ached when they gave up, falling to the bed limp and empty.