when I see the lie

My long run was today and it was brutal. Winter running is still the best, though. I enjoy the temperature disparity between my body and my surroundings. Breathing in such cold air really wakes me up and makes me feel energized. Hot, humid days make me want to go crawl under a rock and die, hopefully with air conditioning. Fall is beautiful but not austere enough for me. The brutality of winter, its harshness and severity is partly what attracts me to it.

Homework due tomorrow and I have been avoiding it. Eating Thai and listening to Lenny Bruce.