In 2012 -
1. I again passed a huge exam as part of my job requirement.
2. I moved out of my parents’ house.
3. I ran the marathon again.
4. I traveled to Bar Harbor, Chicago and Washington DC.
And stayed up the night before, not wanting to go to bed, because tomorrow will be different? It happens to me a lot, before final exams, before traveling, before big events.
I hate beginnings, I’m always scared of them, while others are excited. I hate beginnings because I know it means that something else is ending. And beginnings are unknown, something new, something strange, something that I can’t really prepare for.
Sometimes even small changes can make us nervous. And while others might say, ‘don’t be nervous,’ I think it’s better to let it come, because we can’t fully get rid of it. Even for small things, we should think of ourselves as explorers, full of courage, daring to charge into the great unknown.
I’ve hit a rough patch right now, just a touch of loneliness. It’s tough, it’s not easy. I hate waking up every single day and going through the same stuff. I wish life was easier. I’m trying to keep myself from being sad – reading, watching tv, running, lifting weights. It’s still tough, I’m not sure what I can do.