The past week has been a modgepodge of traumatic hair treatments, finals prep (my grades are playing teeter-totter) and running. So much running. But today, I turned in my last project... and... I feel kind of project-less.No calling. No more marathons. No finals. Just.... A room to pack up... which I already did. And work to go to.
It is a strange feeling– stepping off of a roller coaster. Part of your body and mind screams that you should be moving, but gravity is grounds you. I guess I am in that "right-after" phase; a bit dizzy, off-centered, trying to get my focus, laughing a bit (mostly out of blurry confusion).
But I guess after a few moments, you adjust and you learn to stop craving that speed. At least, until the next roller coaster takes off.
P.S. Did you know that January 1st 2013 I made it my resolution to run a marathon?
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