Short Shoutout before I go run

Sadly, I didn't get to go home this weekend. At least I had dinner with my family. Strange how last time I didn't really think it was a big deal if I couldn't go home for the weekend, but now, if I don't, I would agree to meet mum/dad/bros for dinner even if I don't need to eat. Well, maybe it's a form of escapism from work.

Like running. Dying to go out and run away from work.

Certain things of late worry me just a tad... but on a brighter note, it might make me mildly closer to my brother(s). Hopefully.

In the name of procrastination and refusal to do work, there's lots to say. But I'm off for a run!