Another run in Grasonville, MD. I feel incredibly antsy with life lately, and I was just dying to get out on this run. Many memories of the beautiful west have me in a tailspin, and the only way for me to cope with this is to stay outside and make something happen. I guess it's a funk. The quality level of several spheres of my life are a couple notches lowere than where I'd like them to be, so I get antsy and crazy and need to get out. This run helped, but likely only fueled the fires. Whether that's a good thing or a bad thing remains to be determined.
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