I'd walk all night just to buy you a new pair of shoes

or maybe i'd run.

I just walked about 2 miles. First real walk apres surgery, and it felt good. I walked along a short section of trail in back of our apartment which is really pretty, mucho flora and fauna. Sometimes I stopped, shut my eyes and moved my arms like I was running, trying to visualize my running form. Hey, whatever gets ya through.

today, the worries about the future surface. Too soon, i tell them, i'm not recovered from surgery yet! Don't i get a grace period? Seems I don't. This constant worry is probably why i HAVE cancer in the first freakin place. All that black shit has to go somewhere.

nonetheless, here's to running, even if you are running scared. May I run again soon, and long.