Day 704--a Guy dressed like a wizard

Day 704

Forty-minutes does not seem like a lot when I did a 180 minutes last Saturday, but nothing gets easier for me, I just get more use to the struggle. I saw a guy dressed like a wizard as I ran, he was wearing some kind of black-robe complete with a hood. I saw him twice and the second time I looked at the robe more closely--maybe it was a bathrobe--where was he going?  

When I was running, I was thinking about all the things that I could write about. I see so many miscellaneous objects on the ground. My mind just races around in circles faster than my feet could ever carry me. I was thinking about why there was so few cars in the bowling alley when it usually is surprisingly full, and I am thinking, who is bowling now? I counted the cars in the parking lot at the White Castle and there were four cars parked in front and two parked off to the side of the lot. Who is walking into White Castle at 9 a.m. on a Wednesday? It is times like these when I think about what a mystery it is to be and how nothing in this world makes any kind of possible sense.