There's something about darkness enveloping you and the heavy lids of sheer fatigue due to exercise and too much brain work over cost of living that acts like a drug to me. Apparently sleep deprivation works like alcohol does. Now I know why people study so late, tsk tsk.
I was walking to the Union couple of hours ago and instead of lamenting over the distance, I decided hey, it is good to walk, at least to have the ability to without needing aid. Without worrying about painful knees. Spring in my step, albeit with a little bit of knee creaking already. omg. no!
Needless to say it's all about the frame of mind you're in. I think there's a trigger to everyday. My trigger tonight was having my hair all bouncy and in place for once. Such a change. That was what I'll coin my trigger mood reason.
I think the endorphins from bootcamp are seriously making me deliriously optimistic. This is why I love exercise.
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