I Need You Like A Bad Habit

This morning i almost cried, i had a 30 minute run on the long flat boca sidewalk and never in my life did i think i would miss the long rolling hills behind my California home so much. So as i pounded the florida cement, tears rolled down my cheeks, while the concrete greedily absorbed them.

I never thought I'd miss the feeling of wanting to hurl after reaching the top of a 500 meter hill. Or the feeling of winding quickly through tight elevated trails, hard frustrating, and confusing, but so satisfying to wipe the blood off my knees and finish the damn thing.