Today was dull and dreary. I went on a run and after about a mile my lungs started to tighten, and my knees began to ache. I despise asthma. To settle down, I walked for a while and found a small bench to rest on. It was in the center of town, set far back a little. It was dedicated to a girl who died from cancer about ten years ago. The little plaque read, "Ali Pierce is the beauty in every radiant ray of sunlight". Around the bench were a lot of painted stones, that were slowly peeling. Something about the little bench made me sad at first because it looked completely forgotten and ignored. After sitting down I allowed my heart rate to slow down, and go back to normal. I sat there, deep in thought about a lot of things, until long after I had recovered.
Tonight I was looking for the book Into the Wild, and I couldn't find it anywhere! After rummaging through many boxes of books I came across my dads yearbook and it was hilarious, but also fascinating. My dad looked funny, as did many kids in his class, but looking at all the young, hopeful faces and imagining their futures is intriguing. The song of the day is No Cars Go by Arcade Fire
I forgot to add that I found out that Where the Wild Things Are is coming out a week after my birthday! Exciting.