Growing up

bciaram — Mon, 25 Apr 2011 03:48:34 +0000

I’m 24 now. 24 and a day. I’m probably not the same as I was last year, but I do feel pretty similar.

running

bciaram — Thu, 30 Dec 2010 05:06:56 +0000

Today I realized how few runs I have left in my neighborhood. Then I thought about how many hundreds of miles I have run throughout the streets. I am pretty positive that I have run down every street in the neighborhood at least once, and I know that there are innumerable foot tracks down my traditional route. I have specific memories of specific thoughts I was thinking at any given point on the route, and I am thankful for them. I realized, also, that I have been running this neighborhood for a decade now, and at times I closed my eyes just to make sure I could (don’t know what I was proving there, but by golly I PROVED IT)!

Every former boyfriend now is married, engaged, or living with someone. That’s a reality check. In other news though, I think I’ve finally figured out what it feels like to love someone, even be in love with them, regardless of the reciprocity. I think that’s progress… sort of?

New Year’s in 2 nights. Incredible. Mostly I hope to stop doing things that make me unhappy, whatever those things may be. And also, I’d really like to be able to do 1 pull up by the end of the year. Oh, and be a better daughter.

Off to bed for now, though!

bciaram — Wed, 15 Dec 2010 04:36:18 +0000

Nothing has ever made me feel as insecure as this place.

bciaram — Wed, 15 Dec 2010 01:36:11 +0000

Almost every stall in every bathroom in my grad school’s library has a broken lock. I’m not kidding, I’ve checked.

bciaram — Mon, 06 Dec 2010 01:13:40 +0000

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Growing up

running