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March 2, 2014 at 8:50 pm (Uncategorized)

It’s a Death Cab for Cutie kind of evening. The rain is lightly coming down, I’m curled up in bed with some tea and a book (several books, actually. I’m in the midst of The Brothers Karamazov, The Phantom Tollbooth, and Awakening to the Sacred. What I feel like reading is often mood dependent), and I need something that lends itself to the pervasive “eh” I am feeling at this moment. It’s soft but not too soft, and mostly it’s just a little sad, which I’m down for right now.

I guess overall it’s the kind of evening I would really enjoy spending with someone else, but I’ve discussed that desire/emotion before; it doesn’t require another 500 words from me this evening.

I tweaked my left knee/hamstring today while running, which was rather unfortunate. I was only able to do 3.5 of the 5 miles I had planned, which isn’t a big deal as long as it doesn’t turn into anything serious. It doesn’t feel serious, but it’s something to keep an eye on for sure. Can’t have any setbacks, that marathon is coming like a freight train and I can see the headlights.

Lots of writers block tonight, guess I’ll try again another time. 

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