So, I woke up yesterday feeling pretty good; I went on a great long run, the kind I used to do in Dubai and it felt awesome, a friend from Dubai was arriving later that afternoon, a trip to Warsaw the following weekend and life just seemed like it was moving along. Then it all sort of screeched to a halt when Andrew called on Skype from Australia to break up with me. Surprised? So was I. So, the day didn't turn out quite as planned.
I was trying to figure out if I should write this in here or not, but I'm realizing that this whole blog thing is great, it really is a record of the ups and downs in my life. Thing is, I'm sick of the downs and I'm tired of life being hard. I keep thinking at some point things are supposed to work out, and if you would have asked me a week ago, I would have told you they finally where working out. Who knew? Now, the goal is about 5 seconds without some sort of breakdown. I'm in survival mode.
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