anywhere but here...
i hit my head today. the second floor of my parents house is pretty much just one huge vaulted ceiling with some large dormer windows at regular intervals. well i was sweeping the upstairs bathroom and while i was sweeping the stuff into the dustpan i forgot where i was in relation to the dormer and ceiling and came up on the corner where the dormer wall and ceiling meet. it's kinda hard to describe so if you don't get it don't worry about it, but the point is i scraped a few layers of scalp off and it hurts. when i disinfected it a clump of hair came off with the swab and on my already thinning head it was just the last thing i needed. and it's been a super hot day and i mowed for another two hours (did the first couple hours yesterday), and i went six miles on my old trail this morning which wasn't nearly as good as i remember it (and i only did six because i was drenched and overheating after only a few miles). but i had some really strong coffee earlier so i'm not as tired as i should probably be. but i was going to lift tonight and i think i'm going to be lazy instead. might read. that sounds really nice, actually. and i'm behind on the book club.
trying to stay busy. it's strange, but the thing with bradley suddenly has me thinking a lot about an older flame, and i find myself missing him again. that seems kinda messed up. i'm fine. actually in a decent mood tonight. but i still really need a life.
day eighteen. tell us about your best friend.
to be honest, i'm really not sure who that would be. i suddenly seem to be losing touch with a lot of people. i suppose you could say the position is open for a best friend here in kc, but i have best friends all over the place, in london and japan and boston and iowa and columbia and california and michigan and north carolina and ... anywhere but here, it seems. hmm...