I am me. I am not my OCD. I am me. Can you see the real me?
Yesterday was my first pre-work run, necessitated by a promotion which bid farewell to long lunches and leisurely runs through the city. Now let’s get one thing straight, I detest running first thing. It takes a few hours for my body to even consider physical exercise when it awakens. If I had a pound forContinue reading “Running Through My Thoughts”