Listen, and I ain't making it up, either. It's 5am and I can't find my sanity. Pounding away on a treadmill for 45 minutes just seems to fall a bit outside the province of sane. Yet, there I was running and running and running in place. Staring at a digital read out that says I'm at mile 3.26, with 27'20" elapsed, and I've burned 550 calories. My iPod pumping out music that I tuned out long ago. I am one with my pain. I am one with my insanity. I can't seem to remember where I was the last time I saw my mind. If you find it, I want it back.
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