But actually I had a really trippy moment a couple days ago when I deep down realized that everything I’ve done since I was 11 was in planning for right now. Because I’m graduating college, and that life I always talked about living where I do the things I want to do and be the person I want to be is here…. huh. That’s not scary or anything.
That awkward moment when you ran up the stairs and now you’re trying to hide your heavy breathing like it’s no big deal but you’re actually pretty winded and dear god you need to work out.
haha I run 20 miles a week, box 3x a week, always do weights/abs, and this STILL gets me. Every. Damn. Time. Stairs have magical powers.