Day 4 Time to run!

Here I go down the pretty well lit up streets of my neighborhood thanks to Chas for the reminder... I truly freakin forgot. I won't lie, a little teary eyed. 

Loss. For PTSD people it's anxiety driven, self punishing misery. You know when you realize you can't be friends with someone anymore, betrayed again, or just, I don't know I just don't want to be friends with them anymore.  

If running really has magic I pray it takes over now.