Lately, ive been ignoring my stomach condition giving me signs that its slowly coming back. I sometimes stay awake several hours beyond what my circadian rhythm can allow just thinking about my life. How reckless I've been. How much farther I'm pushing myself physically with my workouts, almost killing myself.
Having this condition and having a rare blood type blows hard. More and more by the day, I feel myself grow weaker and weaker. Not that life is being sucked for me and I'm being robbed of life and light, but I can't do things I usually can. I'm learning how to deal and let go.
Changing subjects: Did you ever have a feeling that you were connected to somebody? I mean the minute you see them, or have some stupid little conversation where neither one of you said anything important�but you've said a lot. From that moment, she's all you think about and then it hits you....she's the one. That's the way I feel.
...somethings, you can't explain.
7:27 p.m. - 2011-10-17
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