Hey friends, I swear, I'm working on a devastating essay against
the conservative Evangelical understanding of God. I repeat,
devastating.
Unfortunately, every time I sit down to work on it, something
happens and I continue to be busy or distracted. Honestly, I don't
think war is the time for good writing. I think maybe good writing, or
God help us, Good Writing might happen once you get home, once you get
free and have some time to look back. I think the best I can do now is
narrate. Sort-a.
So, here's what I have to say: Buy some running shoes. If I were
to be really honest about the level at which my current sanity depends
on my running two or three miles a day(really, that's not much), well,
it might be worrisome to you Dear Reader. The thing is, for that twenty
or so minutes while I'm knocking out distance, I feel a little bit
free. I also feel a little bit free when I'm reading or playing music,
but there's something different about the physicality of running.
To have your body fully engaged is to have your soul freed.
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Also, and I'm not going to downplay this, I'm going to be about to
fit into some cute cloths when I get back. Yes, sadly, the combination
of going off HRT and running had more or less erased the curves,
they'll come back. It's going to rock.
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