how did I vomit words, I don't even

note to self: never, never, do not ever run uphill on High Street, not even when the roads are clear-ish, not even when you feel like nothing can take you down. never again.

ugh.

( some thoughts. )

k, the verbosity from my IC mindset is startin' to wear off, and my lungs still hurt from that run. I think I might go to bed early tonight. uuuugh.