Back in town...

So I'm back in action. After about a three month repreive I'm back at the writing desk, which conveniently happens to be a leather couch on the main floor of Delt. There is nothing like living in a frat to make you feel like a god. No one else in the house runs after the few fit have left, so wheterr I return after walking twenty feet or running 10 miles.

But enough of that. The run. The greatest part of the run wasn't really pertaining to the run at all. The best part was the clarity. When running you see things in the simplest light. You see the road in front of you and you see where you began. Eventurally you have to go back, but when you do you will still be moving forward. That is the beauty of running, you are always running forward. Always moving forward.

Today I moved forward by leaps and bounds. I realized that if I want, I can be amazing, I just have to bleed for it. And bleed I shall. I have to read more, write more and do more. It's that simple.