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I’ve been having this strange feeling (on top of everything else) and I’m almost loathe to share it. However, I always share, I intend to always share, and if I wanted to not share, this just doesn’t seem like the time. This feels like a time for full disclosure. Why? To keep us connected, to… Continue reading Day 19.

I’m sitting in my apartment obsessing over the rainbow my window prism is making on the floor. Why am I obsessing? It’s not because I don’t have anything to do because I actually have a long list of things to do. I am obsessing because the rainbow is evidence that the sun is out. I’ve… Continue reading Days 17 and 18.

Hey. Leah here. Author of this blog. I decided to give you guys some audio love today. So yeah, you can read (if you prefer) or you can listen. Giving this thing a test drive as I move towards a podcast?! What?! Happy reading/listening. And if these tears should fall and break some ground May… Continue reading Day 16.

I was not listening to music when I was going out for my quick daily run in the morning. This is for a few reasons. When I first started my new routine just a few weeks ago, it was darker outside at the time I went out. Also, I was sort of enjoying the silence.… Continue reading Day 15.

A very good friend of mine is having a birthday today. I’m sure you’ve seen all the memes about folks having birthdays during this insanity. On its face, the celebration of a birthday in isolation sucks. But it’s bigger than that. So much bigger. It is a statement about our life events, our milestones, our… Continue reading Day 14.

A good friend suggested last night that I watch ‘Last Week Tonight with John Oliver.’ I feel like I should tell you straight away that this is one of my favorite programs. I mean we all know I’m pretty liberal socially so clearly I align with Mr. Oliver in that way. Outside of that, I… Continue reading Day 13.

My runs, or jogs, have been my salvation. They have been my bit of fresh air. My foray into the world to remind myself that it still stands. My proof of life. Yet, this morning I felt short of breath. Not my normal bust my ass at the end short of breath. Anxiety-driven shortness of… Continue reading Day 12.

I took a break yesterday. From nearly everything. That sounds strange, right? Like aren’t we all on something of a break? Nope. We aren’t. Not really. Anyway, I didn’t take a break from regular stuff. I took a break from positivity. I know, that sounds awful but I needed it. I didn’t take the entire… Continue reading Days 10 and 11.

I was reading ‘The Confession Club’ by Elizabeth Berg and at the beginning of one of the chapters, I stumbled upon one of the best little paragraphs. It read as follows: “Biscuit rage I call it…[I]t’s that sudden rising up of irrational and completely outsize anger you can experience when you least expect it. You… Continue reading Day 9.

I was sitting in my kitchen at my new workstation and a reminder popped up on my calendar. I opened it and sure enough, it was a reminder to pack up for the gym. I dismissed the reminder but the feeling it evoked stayed with me. The feeling that accompanies the awareness of a routine… Continue reading Day 8.