All the lights, are misty in the river...

I hadn't done it for a while, but it was surprising how familiar everything looked, the inherent sameness. That slight crack in the pavement where a tree-root had come up, the couple of places to duck where a branch had grown too low, places where the curb sloped slightly so it's a good place to cross at.

The way the streetlights cast weird shadows over everything, the odd twisted shapes in the dim orange light. How if you look up and stare for a while, you can see the stars, but you gotta be careful to shield your eyes from the evil orange light.

The legs felt different though, leaden after only few small steps. The heart, laboriously working but knowing the futility of it all. Strange aches and pains developing in places that previously worked fine. We work hard to tone our bodies, yet it rewards our effort by atrophying so easily.

Sucks. IPPT in 6 weeks.

*huff* Gotta *puff* work *huff* harder *puff*

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