a little over a week ago i hurt my knee in the park while working out with my friend marguerite. here i am nine days later, and i finally have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow to get it examined. i am hoping for the best, but the two things i’ve learned are: a) being injured is the pits, b) i wish i had someone that stuck around because this would be so much easier with someone to lean on. i’m not one to ask for help. i’m extremely independent. i’m also to proud to ask for help. i have some kind of sick need to prove to myself that i can do anything by myself. things i need to work on…but geez, can i find someone to stick around? i know you have to be out there.
these are things i love and the life i lead.