Certainty, Control & Unrequited Love
“Treadmill, elliptical, bike. Treadmill, elliptical, bike,” “Rinse and repeat.” - Jennifer Aniston 1:57 am.... again. I really don't know what is going on, but I am tired of it. Pardon the pun. I was really hoping to just trash this post, but the dang thing has been hanging on so long and here I am again so, damn. Here it goes... Wednesday - Well, it's 3 am and I'm awake again. I've been up since 2 am, and 11:30 pm. Went to bed last night around 9:30. What else do I have to do in this moment but come here and write? Actually, I think I have a shit ton to do which is why my brain wakes me up in the middle of the night. It's frustrating. I've already composed an email and read several more. I don't want to wake up the dogs so I just lay here in bed. I've done my Duo Lingo for the day. 721 day streak! It's hard for me to speak Spanish at 2:30 am. My lips and tongue can't move that fast, but somehow the app responds to what I am trying to sa...
