I bought a pink bicycle. I traded my caddy for a plush $100 bicycle. I ride 10 to 15 miles a day. Mostly to clear the thoughts out of my mind. i need to keep busy, i need to keep my body moving. This week i was so frustrated that after class I rode my bike till my legs were shaking and my mind was empty. Unfortunately that resulted in having bruises on my legs. My empty mind resulted in getting completely shit faced on yukon jack and spewing words at someone who gives me inspiration.
Yukon Jack was my friend friday night.
Saturday morning Yukon Jack was my enemy.
Today I talked to my niece Lilly on the phone and she asked me when I would be coming over to her house. When I told her I wouldnt be anytime soon she asked if it was to far for her mommy to bring her to my new house. Then she perceeded to ask her mommy if she could take her to my house. I cried.
Im so eager to go, however, it is moments like this that make me want to run back.
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