November 24th, 2009
Feeding my soul is lovely.
I’ve been writing so much more, lately. And regardless of what you think, to me this is a beautiful thing.
Listening to Dostoevsky on my drive, I have eagerly become a fanatic. And therefore the only next rational thing to do was to start walking on a treadmill during my lunch hour… while listening to Dostoevsky.
This has proven to be a welcome addition to my day. I take my lunches late, so I am able to generally have my privacy in the gym that lies in the basement of the hospital. While privacy is nice, being able to quickly hop on the treadmill of my choosing is totally a blessing.
It all started while walking up and down five stories of stairs just around the corner from my cubicle. And listening to an audio book while moving makes the walking part almost arbitrary.
Movement is beautiful.
Everything is going well at this point. I have no major malfunctions. We *did* have the furnace go out this last week. Conveniently, it happened the night we began a below freezing stretch for several days. Thankfully, we have everything we need in order to survive a chilly night. Read: blankets.
Other than that… things are good.
Towers appear to be crumpling around us. Yet we stand tall. Together. Lay offs, unemployment, and financial distress riddle the land beyond. Landon got a promotion, and my reviews are stellar.
Hand in hand. We even fought our first fight. And to speak of, it was entirely uneventful. I am living with and in a relationship with my best friend. Couldn’t ask for more. Truly.
That’s all.
” I am living with and in a relationship with my best friend. ” Which is as it should be.
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