New Goals for the Year
I hate that I have not written anything in a far too long. I have maintained my running in earnest these last few months, with two consecutive months with over 100 miles in them. Last month, January, coming in at 84 miles. Was I disappointed with this, yes, but, I have been doing a lot of thinking about life and what do I want and what matters to me. I have wanted to be a writer for as long as I can remember. In fact, I still have all of my journals from beginning in 4th grade and ending up with one last year. I keep these things and I love them. I have only ever thrown away a few of them. Their contents so painful and sad for me that I decided I no longer wanted that kind of energy in my house, I didn't want to see again. Not in my memories, or the written recollection of the event in my own print. I had always envisioned myself with my keyboard on my lap, feet up on the desk, fingers furiously moving in a rush of movement. ...