And from this stage I can tell she can't let go, she can't relax.

It's been a long day. My eye lids are heavy and my body is screaming. But suddenly, I can't bring myself to crawl into a cold, empty bed.

I have no idea what I'm saying.

Do you ever have that feeling something is going to go bad. Not just bad, really, really, earth shatteringly bad?
I get that. A lot actually.
I think I spend more time preparing for it than I do living.

but god willing, it'll be during a run.