I felt really lost today while running. I don’t know why it’s always while going for a run at night, alone, that I start to feel really upset. I guess the answer is right in that sentence – “alone”. There’s this mysterious sadness living inside me with all the problems and fears I’m not facing. They come out when I’m alone and I end up crying as I run.
It felt terrible. I feel so soft and weak and broken and lost, even when I thought I’ve figured things out.
I have to buckle down and try to work things out, I suppose.