I have something to say.

It is always an EXCELLENT idea to go for a run that ends at your coworker's house for a glass of wine. Like, seriously. Probably one of my greatest. I have a coworker who reads Tarot cards, and likes to give me wine... Whenever things first went down earlier this summer, he had me over and cards showed up with swords stabbing hearts and whatnot. It actually made me feel much better. So tonight I went for a run and ended it at his house (4 miles later), and he gave me more wine and did a quick reading... It was filled with promise and happy things, which I find pleasant. Last time he basically said, "Yeah, your life sucks right now, but it will get better" and this time he said, "Okay, you're moving forward, that's good. Life won't suck quite as much." There was a guy with a cup and a horse involved, or something.

I'm not sure I believe in Tarot cards, but it's fun to hear what he has to say. Regardless, I DO believe in wine! I'd like to think that things will stop sucking soon. Judging by the fact that I actually made it out the door for a run, and it helped me clear my head, and I've gone whole days without crying (not in a row though, I'm working on that) I think I might be handling things a little better. Apparently I'm not a normal girl, who can just be broken up with and cry a little and be okay. Instead I have to be broken up with, have a health scare, and have crazy other things happen to me alllllll at the same time.

If I do things, I go big.

Yes, I am a little tipsy right now. My point is, today I went for a run. I have gotten out of bed every day. I have gone to work. I have put on a happy face and tried not to let onto too many people what I'm going through. And I think soon I may put on a happy face and it will really be happy. That's what I hope, at least.