Tuesday, December 1, 2009

aching like mad. but as i was walking the cobblestoned streets back home (that reminded me of crohn's somehow... or was it ulcerative colitis?) eating an apple after a run, it reminded me of cross-country days. that taught me how to be strong in solitude. but yet not complete solitude. i think i definitely overdid the enthusiasm just now... i swear i didnt hurt at all running at 12mph. IT HURTS NOW THOUGH.

i think there's a lovequote (my new guilty obsession, the old used to be gossip girl) that goes ' i don't know why they call it heartbreak when it feels like every part of me is broken'.

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