Such an odd turn of events. Since we went hiking in the Canyon I have left all my training behind. Between that, the holidays, classes and now tutoring after school, I simply cannot muster the energy to begin again. I am beginning to notice a change, though, mostly in the minor "aches and pains." I miss hiking and I know this is where I must begin. It calms me, it soothes me, it relaxes me. Problem #1.
Problem #2. I miss normality. I miss my sisters. I miss my friends. I miss a life of no drama. I miss my girlfriends and wine nights and movie nights and nights at The Gathering Place and Sunday morning breakfasts. I miss not worrying about bills and money and the future. I would give anything for a year of nothingness. Of no stress and no idiocy. Maybe I will move away to a city in South America and learn Spanish. Just to hide. Forever.
