8/6/96 10:30pm ah, god I feel like I’m pushing against the air empty hands, hollow, and holding back the wind just slips through and blows past me, leaving me behind. trying too hard trying to run so fast, I thought I was the breeze itself hoping at least to maybe feel the wind’s resistance hoping …
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The Trip Home, Trip to Ouachita
(written on Wednesday, 11/23/2005 10:33:39 PM) Whirlwind. Past 24 hours. Past week. It’s Thanksgiving holiday, my first trip home since Easter, and I’ve been going and going. Since my convalescence this past weekend, I’ve been running on some kind of edge. I’ve noticed it. Alertness. Awakeness, even in the lack of sleep. It’s all the …