i am looking forward to the day when i can look back to see this injury as a blessing in disguise. it always happens. i am so grateful for injuries. they really let you focus on other things, reevaluate your passion and desire for running, ignite the fire within, and let you explore other qualities you might not have found otherwise. i'm guessing that june 15 will be the very day i realize that it was a blessing in disguise. june 15 sounds good.
i'm pretty upset with myself because i am still pulling out my hair and don't realize until i actually pull out too much at one time to cause a goose-egg or i start to bleed. also, i came face to face with an old friend, rather bully, Mia. grrrrreat. she wasn't so strong this time, but to know she is back around these parts and lurks where i least expect it really freaks me out. well, i know the steps to take and i know where the road to recovery starts, but my feet feel so solidified in quick-sand.
homework has me drowning in tears and headaches.
i really like being alone at this point in time.
i just want to sit outside and sip a piña colada, which actually sounds repulsive at this hour but a nice vacation-y scene.
going to play the guitar,