I started the 5k a day challenge two days ago. I feel better already. I feel better emotionally and physically. There’s something about that track. I’m addicted to it. At first, going to run was just a reason to leave this house. It’s still hard to be here. It will never to the same without you here. I find you in something that you left behind almost everyday. Your shampoo. Your razor. An old Valentine’s day card with words written that I’m not sure you meant.
I don’t understand why my life has turned out like this. I am not sure that I will ever be able to comprehend how easy it was for you to leave. I just want to feel better permanently. Running is a temporary high. I want my heart to heal and the pain to fade.