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february 10, 2013

it occurred to me today that there is really no reason i need to stop running.

when i told isaac that i stopped cross-country, he asked me why, and i told him i got hurt. after the accident, when i was in the hospital, the doctors told me i'd need some recovering time, and that i'd need rest.

well, i've rested ever since i got home.

reevaluating myself, i realized that my injuries are mainly on my upper body. my shoulder was cut up, i busted my forehead open and i destroyed my wrist, but nothing really happened to my legs besides minor cuts and bruises. there is really no reason not to run. so today i decided to go running again. i got up at six in the morning, like i used to do, and i ran.

it was a little hard at first, getting back into gear, but i adjusted quickly. soon i felt something i hadn't felt in a long time - bliss. it's hard to describe, but i'll just put it this way: when i'm running, i feel like my feet aren't even on the ground. i'm flying, i'm airborne, i'm weightless, and nothing is able to drag me down.

of course, there will be something to drag me down once i get back home. so i don't go home. i sit myself down on a bench in a local park. i would've liked to go to central park, but that's six miles away, maybe two hours of running. besides, i would've had to cross two bridges, two very very busy bridges. i don't like bridges any more.

bridges are hard.

bridges terrify me, they scare me to the point where i'm in tears and tell whoever's driving to turn the car around, turn the car around.

all i can think of is what i did, and what happened, and how it's all my fault.

i'm sure everyone has a bridge of their own. something that's hard for them.

i wonder what isaac's bridge is.

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update, yay! it's my sister's birthday today, she turned twelve.

also, dance starts back up "officially" today. i mean, i had an intensive last week, but today's the first real class of the season.

school starts next week. i still have an ap world history assignment to do. wish me luck. c:

thank you to the precious few who are my dedicated readers! <3

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- kendall

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