Objects in mirror are closer than they appear.

I swear, my life is going around in circles.

One day, I’ll break out of it.

For the time being, something about going on a 5 mile run makes me feel a lot clearer. Or at least a lot better, even if I’m coming back to the same problems.

I updated my calendar. I rearranged my room, cleaned up some of my clothes, restacked my books, and vacuumed. I’m paintballing on Saturday, and the clarity of being on the pseudo-battlefield should be a good escape from the confusing dredge of civil social interaction in this cage of concrete, glass, and asphalt that I am stuck in.