RT

Random blah.

Oh, the need to hold & be held by a fellow human. This, this is what I do not like about being single AND living in a far away town in a province WITH my mom and sister. Had I chosen to stay in the city, I probably wouldn't be this "thirsty," if you know what I mean, because random (or not random) people would be easier to reach and I'd be a bit more free to do things I want. Eh, dito, naku, wit. Nada. Nil. I thank the Lord and the Universe for occasional eye candies here and there, tho, but that's about it.

Now this is going to be TMI, but it has been almost three years since...if you know what I mean. And the last one was with someone I would rather forget, erase from my life altogether if possible.

Anyway, I have been running/exercising of late. It feels good. I can see and feel my body's improvement since I started jogging (for fun & occasional necessity) last year. Aside from feeling more refreshed & active, I have less thoughts of wanting my life to end (NOT ending my life, mind you). Yes, I'm the same lonely, solitary recluse I've always been, only a bit more hopeful about life in general. It feels good to be alive. I need to keep this up, I think.

There are still times I feel like crying for petty (and not petty) reasons, but I'm less sad now than I have been last year and the year before that, and the year before that.

I'm hearing mass later. I also have to cram two scripts. I'm thinking of hiking a nearby mountain next week. Lots of luck!

Oh, btw, currently crushing on Tormund Giantsbane. Tyrion's still at the top of my list, tho.

Bye, nonexistent reader!