Love, is a marathon. That's why you get so tired so fast of everyone. Slow down and face yourself. Cause when it's good, it's is a long, open road. You're exhausted, always comming down, trying to come up for air, trying to act like you just don't care. Love is a marathon...

Monday, September 04, 2006

Miles Away From Where You Are.

I've been counting down the days and now--only one day remains...

I have this ever persistant thought that these last twenty-four hours will be the slowest of all as I will repeatedly check the clock causing time to appear as if it creeps along.

To help distract myself, I've set out a 'to do' list for tomorrow. On this list include my all-time favorite chores of laundry, vaccuuming and mowing the lawn. Lucklily, a friend has eagerly volunteered to help which will result in the time seemingly go quicker than if I was just on my own!

Counting the hours...

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