today.

i often find myself hungry.
considering this, it is amazing that i am the size i am. i firmly believe, however, that this will change soon.
remember how i used to love my fat?
well. i am over that now. mostly due to looking at photos of my former self, i have awakened to the realization that my face is much more striking when its not surrounded by a layer of blub.
[is this even a word?]
consequentially, i ran last night. now, i know i do this every winter.. but i'm sure that this one is colder than the last. and even though i refuse to believe in global warming, i find myself wondering if warm is getting warmer and cold is getting colder. if so, what does it really mean?
anways.
i ran. the cold sliced my lungs. my teeth were cold, and that is uncomfortable. i'm pretty sure my face was bleeding due to the invisible ice splinters flailing through the air. i think we ran... three blocks. rambo leading the way.

and now i'm sore.