it's a beautiful day. i normally love sleeping in but it's also wonderful to be awake and accomplished before the majority of the school is awake. while the sun's still coming in at an angle. today's crisp and clear. reminds me a lot of the fall. i just said goodbye to mr. jones and mrs. jackson. i hate saying goodbye, even to dead people. i've probably spent more time with them than my own family over the past two months. strange, eh? on my way towards reynolda from reynolds, i saw something large and black fall from a tree and hit the ground. i thought a bird had died. fortunately, it was just a man on the roof, three stories above my head, shoveling crap out of the gutters. more black stuff fell. it was still a beautiful day.
i'm wearing my Hunter S. Thompson gonzo sword shirt today in honor of what i think is probably my last english class. some kids would be excited. i don't usually like last events. maybe if i hated it but i liked this one. a lot. i've been needing to write for a while now, just as a therapeutic activity. i went running yesterday for the same reason. it was beautiful as well, even though i went alone. music and myself and the woods on a sunny and cool afternoon. i ran to the trailhead bench leading to reynolda village and stretched a while before starting off. when i began, i ran to the 1.5 mile loop, around it, back to the trailhead, and all the way back to my dorm. i felt good about it to. maybe it was 3 miles or so, no real way to tell. that's not so great for lots of people but it's good for me. especially considering that around the backside of the loop, the woods section, i was just flying. it was an incredible feeling. now, i'll admit, while i was on the first uphill portion of the loop, this girl flew past me like i was standing still. short, thin, tan, sports bra and little running shorts. you know the type. she probably could have lapped me on the loop some days. if she wanted to.. beautiful from behind. really wish i could have seen her face. bad news is that as soon as i was in my apartment, my right knee started stiffening and within 5 minutes, there was inflammation the size of a golfball right on the outside there. looks like i'll be laid up till i can see somebody at home about it. appears to be an LCL or lateral meniscus injury of some sort, same as i got at the beach on spring break. i thought maybe it had healed by now. i guess i was wrong.
i think i'm missing out on josh ritter at the cradle tonight but so it goes. i'll probably drive out to see the rosebuds next tuesday night. i'm trying to get someone else out there with me. there's a beautiful girl at carolina that i knew in high school that i'm in touch with again. i think she'll go, get drunk beforehand and all. wants me to visit. her life's a little rough right now but i'm good at that. or... good with that. i love her to death, i hope she knows that.
you know, i thought i'd mentioned her before, thought she had a name but i just can't think of it. she's the jewess. i'm just stuck on that word. i don't really know why. she reminds me of a song though, so, until i discover i've already named her, she'll be (my) sharona. beautiful.
i only do it cause Irish did.
Lefty and Des look happy as can be.
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