I get home and change out of my dress clothes, wearing grey sweatpants and a white t-shirt instead. Grabbing my workout bag, I head to the park and hope that the track and area around it aren't too crowded today
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I see the girl again but make nothing off it, continuing to the track. Once there, I set my bag near a bench i claim nearly every day and change into my running shoes. All set, I take off in a jog on my first lap.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
Around four laps later, I stop and plop beside my bag to catch my breath. I take a few sips of water and dab my forehead with a towel. Probably should have went to the gym...
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
The guy stops jogging and I check the map on my phone before hesitantly walking to him. I clear my throat before speaking, "D-Do you know where the nearest grocery store is?" I ask, crossing my arms insecurely.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I have lived through much, and now I think I have found what is needed for happiness. A quiet secluded life in the country, with the possibility of being useful to people to whom it is easy to do good... then rest, nature, books, music, love for one's neighbor - such is my idea of happiness. — Leo Tolstoy