And the thing about running is that it's kind of hard to get me out of the house for runs, but the aftermath of the run - oh my, it makes me fall in love with everyone.
Everyone aside, i'm getting more and more hideous looking and I strongly believe that it is most probably due to the fact that I have some horribly bad thoughts about everything that's going on in my life right now. And the bad isn't the 'I wanna kill your family' kind of bad, but more of the 'I am a pathetic at living' kind of bad. But whatever it is, it's still bad.
When we were born on this earth, it seems like God gave us only one job to do, and that is to live life. And God is probably looking at me right now, this specimen he created, and sighing, saying , 'you only had one job.'
I know. Gimme some time. I'll be back up in a jiffy. I'm going through some form of life crisis - mid for the negative, quarter for the positive.
But on a more serious note, I'm getting fatter and uglier as the clock ticks by.
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