I used this blog about two years ago, and I will now revive it!
Being in the city this weekend was like therapy.
I let my head leak the anxieties and fears I've been suffering from into the streets, and I felt free and alone for the first time in about two years.
I was surrounded by good friends and a new feeling of control. I liked it. I know if I let it evolve burdens and troubles will be lifted, or at least I hope.
For about three of four minutes of the first L ride, my mind caved in on itself and I had a feeling of being lost and wanting nothing more than a warm bed. I felt like I was face down in a muddy puddle, with people walking by- wearing scowls and showing their contempt.
The feeling faded quicker than I could imagine and the rest of the weekend was like stated previously. It put my life(more specifically my time spent in Normal) in a less-than-dismal perspective.
It is nice to have that sometimes.