journal

This wheel of fugitives thing is fucked up, y’all.

I spun myself into an asthma attack.

It’s Thursday. Yay. I finally managed to do a workout yesterday. My last one was over a week ago, because the backyard was squishy. Yesterday was clear, but pretty warm. By the time I was finished, I was drenched with sweat and my hair color was running down my head. Today, my legs are jello.…