Running is my catharsis. Writing is my catharsis. So why is it, why, as I'm running, as I'm writing, as I'm listening to my breathing -in in out out, in in out out- as I tap my keys, as I try to ignore the pull in my muscles, as I taptaptap, as I in in out out ininoutoutininoutout, all I can think, all I can feel, all I can mouth over and over and over, all that comes out, the only keys my fingers will type, the only words that form, I can't stop, I can't think, I can't --
I'm not bitter.
I'm not bitter. I'm not bitter. I'm not bitter. I'm not bitter.I'm not bitter.I'm not bitter.I'mnotbitter.I'mnotbitter. I'mnotbitter.I'mnotbitter.I'mnotbitter.I'mnotbitter.I'mnotbitter.I'mnotbitter.I'mnotbitter.I'mnotbitter.I'mnotbitter.Imnotbitter.Imnotbitter.Imnotbitter.Imnotbitter.Imnotbitter.ImnotbitterImnotbitterImnotbitterImnotbitterImnotbitterImnotbitterImnotbitter
I shouldn't have to remind myself.
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