Day 4,281—Strange Feeling—

 

       I didn’t do anything different last night, but today I am exhausted. Yesterday wasn’t bad, but all of a sudden, in the afternoon, I just had this awful feeling. I wondered if it was about me, someone I know, or if it was about something happening in the world. Today, I am still not sure, but one of my friends did randomly check in with me to see how I was doing. This morning, I lost a lot of time trying to put my contact in my left eye. I ended up replacing it with a new contact, but it was still hurting, and when I got back from running, I took the contact out and rinsed it, and put it in again. When I woke up, I felt like I was coming out of a dream that completely took me out of the present. I remember thinking when I started this run, “What year is it? What’s my name again?” And then that Blink-182 song “What’s My Name Again?” Started playing through my head.

        My left leg was bothering me more than it did yesterday, but it wasn’t excruciating it was just affecting how I was running. I couldn’t put that much weight on it as it had been before. I am finally going to see someone about it today after work, so hopefully that helps. I ran into Webster and sat in the center of the block where there is a gazebo. I kept thinking, when do people usually turn the lights down? I am going to try to remember this year and mark it on my calendar. Seeing the lights makes me wistful of the break, it was both too long and too short, with a combination of nothing and everything happening all at once going in different directions, and at the same time relatively normal.