I have this thing about kicking rocks. It gets in the way of my run sometimes. Like, if my right foot kicks a rock in the road, I have to go and kick the same rock with my left foot. Even if it means going out into the road or waiting on a car to go by before I go out and do it. Most of the time, I can resist. It's kind of a game. Sometimes I get really angry with myself for it (been doing it since I was a kid) and I kick one and purposefully go on without using the other foot. But it bothers me. Don't know why I posted. Just another annoyance.
Posts You May Be Interested In
A friend sent this to me..As far as I can see, grief will never truly end.It may become softer overtime, more gentleand some days will feel sharp.But grief will last as long as Love does - ForeverIt's simply the way the absence of your loved onemanifests in your heart. A deep longing accompaniedby the deepest Love some days. The heavy fog mayreturn and the next day, it may recede.Once again, it's...
Today is my 25th birthday, to my somewhat lack of surprise I can see already no one really seems to care. I've always been the kinda person to make sure that everyone I Care about feels appreciated and knew somebody had their back. I can count 4 times this year when I Went out of my way to make sure a "friend" felt good on their birthday, especially if they got left hanging. Its early in the...