I asked the customer I am at about running around the hotel and they gave me a nice little path around a local cemetery. I was really good and got back to my room and tried not to even think about it and just get into my running clothes. My feet where actually numb but I didn't use that as an excuse and went out. I did a 3.2 mile run. I did pretty crappy actually as I ended up walking a bit of it, but I had only had about 300 calories that day and 700 the day before and I am on my period so I can forgive myself a little. Not to mention I struggle with leaving my hotel and getting out there.
It was actually just gorgeous too. I wish sometimes that I could take pictures just as I am anywhere - maybe built into my body - because there were amazing leaves and cool headstones. The weather was perfect, the trees were gorgeous and it was kind of interesting running through the old and new gravestones. It made me think about the human condition where we feel a need to go visit the people we have lost in our lives. I wonder if I would feel that way but I never think about wanting to go visit my grandparents or anything. I do not think about people the same way and wonder if I am missing some sort of sympathy gene that makes me want to think of those people in the ground being any relation of the people we knew in our lives.
I read a reddit article about "who felt better after renouncing their faith" and I feel more aligned with the people struggle with not believing. I wish there was something afterwards and I wish there was more purpose to this world and life but I just do not believe there is. Well I struggle with it. I do not believe in the organized religions view either christianity in god and heaven or the buddhist reincarnation until enlightenment. It is hard to not understand and not believe all at the same time. Some things in the world are magnificent and defy just natural understanding and yet that does not mean there is a being a deity in charge of it all. Anyways.
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