Jul 06, 2020 13:28
2017.
2013.
2012.
Welcome to the past, where there's nowhere to stay. I skimmed through entries quick; a comment was left on an old friend's page. It feels if there's something to find in the past.
A decade ago, everything changed. The quick glance of entries shows that I don't know who I am anymore. I was single, thinner, obsessed with the Talking Heads and karaoke. I was new to running, but in 2017 ran my first marathon. I spent 2010-14 manic. 2015-17 was a period of stability. 2018 was the year of momentum. 2019 was tired. 2020 has been a rollercoaster.
I've been in Austin, Texas since 2018. Graduate school.
My dog died in February. I suffered a running injury in January.
There have been so many accomplishments, yet some feel hollow.
It's time to relate, to connect again...