It's late. I promise I didn't forget about you. But, nothing profound to say today. Bombed a chem exam. It's hot out. No AC on in here yet. Took some great pictures, one of which is my favorite I have taken yet (which I also included for you). Studied bio. Suffered from heat exhaustion. Sox lost. Not that great of a day.
But it could have been worse, right? It always could be worse. I did learn how to play tennis! I really loved it, it just didn't mix well with 90 degree heat and a partially torn (never repaired) meniscus. The cutting and stopping short from chasing after the ball kills me. I told my roommate, who is testing her patience and putting up with me almost every single day to teach me, that she may have to make a trip to the hospital soon. And I'm not joking. But, without pain, you're not doing something wrong. And without doing something wrong, you're not living. So, I say give it all you've got until you can feel something. Until your body tells you to stop. Go a little further than that and then pop a tylenol. Everything will be ok after that. It just makes sense to me. If you go through a day where you don't feel anything that hurts you, physically or mentally, you're bound to face disaster. For me, when things are going wrong, which they are right now, I know they can get better. And, in that bad karma, horrible luck, and just plain shit that is close to everything in your life at that moment, you can find a little hope and cling onto it like hell until you float back to the surface. Because that's really what we're all just trying to do, right? Get our head out of the water just enough to find a little clean air to breathe?
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