11.02.03 :: 12:13 pm

An uneventful Saturday night balanced the insanity of Friday night and now, I'm still in jammies and I just got back from watching the NYC Marathon at mile 6, down the block from my house.

It's November. Mark should be back. Every time my phone rings, my stomach does a little jump.

It's 75 degrees, sunny.

Sometimes, I still feel like calling up my ex.

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