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Rush of blood to the head
2004-07-23 7:57 p.m.
I haven't done that in a long time. Picked up a book and just read it cover to cover without stopping. Took me three hours. I think it was time well spent. I really needed to do that. I haven't read a good book like that for a long time. A book I can't stop reading and I don't have to read for a class or assignment. I felt like my old self again. My eleven year old self who used to hide away in books, because they were not only preferable to the real world, but allowed me to become a different person through the characters in the books. I started to do that with television but television characters aren't the same. I don't feel like I know the characters on TV as well as I know a character I'm reading the words about. I read hurriedly when something important is about to happen and, like the character, I want to find out what's going on. I read slowly and painstakingly when I'm surprised by a plot twist and I want to make sure I grasp what's happening. TV doesn't work that way.I suddenly have this urge to run and run. I’ve been running in the mornings and today I ran further than usual. My heart felt like it was going to burst and my lungs felt so constricted but it felt so fantastic. Like I was flying because I was so independent. I was running only for myself and was moved on by the rushing of my blood in my ears and the pounding of the music on my CD player. My breath catching in my throat, drying the back of my mouth. When I got home I felt like I was dying, my breathing rasping in my chest. I wish I was better at running, because if I was, could run for much longer. I love the feeling of clean teeth right after I’ve brushed them. Taste of mint.
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