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well. i did a race on sunday.
22:35, 7:17 pace, 389 overall, 5th in age group. and i didn't even try. i just bounced along to a plaid on plaid song and then sprinted a little.
Parts of me feel like they're undergoing a revolution. the rest of me is standing up screaming "it wasn't supposed to be this way!" and crying.
it's not the first time i've asked myself if i maybe did something totally wrong, but i still can't answer with any degree of sincerity. I miss you so much, i just can't let myself run right back into the same place that i was, because shit is clearly shaping up for me really nicely right now. not in terms of love, but self-love, not the vibrating kind, and with the exception of making poor choices, is flowering. and i feel so on track with the world, i can't explain how hard it is to say that it only started happening after i left you. I think it was coincidental though. I really do.
22:35, 7:17 pace, 389 overall, 5th in age group. and i didn't even try. i just bounced along to a plaid on plaid song and then sprinted a little.
Parts of me feel like they're undergoing a revolution. the rest of me is standing up screaming "it wasn't supposed to be this way!" and crying.
it's not the first time i've asked myself if i maybe did something totally wrong, but i still can't answer with any degree of sincerity. I miss you so much, i just can't let myself run right back into the same place that i was, because shit is clearly shaping up for me really nicely right now. not in terms of love, but self-love, not the vibrating kind, and with the exception of making poor choices, is flowering. and i feel so on track with the world, i can't explain how hard it is to say that it only started happening after i left you. I think it was coincidental though. I really do.