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I hate that I can't go running right now. Fiercely. It's so perfect outside, slightly overcast, 60 degrees, fragrant of rain...
I could train so hard this break, if I were able. So hard.
People keep running by. It's humid so they're sweaty, which must feel very good...
*grits teeth*
I did not deserve this. Fuck pneumonia and fuck all those idiotic sicknesses that hurt people out there who would be and could be so much more if they able to. Like my mother. Can you even imagine an older version of me ten times fiercer and as venemous as a cobra? She could do some SERIOUS damage to the world, for better or for worse.
Me, I just want to go running... I'm sick of being bored and lonely and discouraged by the fact that I will be on and off for a good while to come. I have things to do and will do them, but it's difficult to feel productive on such an empty, overcast morning. Where people keep running by outside.
I could train so hard this break, if I were able. So hard.
People keep running by. It's humid so they're sweaty, which must feel very good...
*grits teeth*
I did not deserve this. Fuck pneumonia and fuck all those idiotic sicknesses that hurt people out there who would be and could be so much more if they able to. Like my mother. Can you even imagine an older version of me ten times fiercer and as venemous as a cobra? She could do some SERIOUS damage to the world, for better or for worse.
Me, I just want to go running... I'm sick of being bored and lonely and discouraged by the fact that I will be on and off for a good while to come. I have things to do and will do them, but it's difficult to feel productive on such an empty, overcast morning. Where people keep running by outside.