I've always been a kind of proving people wrong kind of person, but not more than lately. That's why I'm signing up for a half-marathon scheduled for September. That's why I sent out some poetry today. That's why I'm drawing up a writing schedule and training schedule tomorrow so I can both send out
more poetry and not die when I run said half-marathon. That's why I'm still growing my hair out and will be for a long time. That's why our California trip actually happened. That's why I cleaned my room tonight.
Pure spite.
Almost pure, anyway. Sometimes I wish I could accomplish things before people tell me I can't. Then my accomplishments would seem so much more rewarding. And yet, I think they'd be so much less satisfying.
Places -- Canoe
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