Day 122 (September 23)

5.5 miles

My mother has sent me a heart-breaking message this morning... sigh. It's the worst feeling in the world to feel helpless and not be able to take away the pain from someone you care about (let alone, when it's your own parents). I can't even go there to see them.

I ran off that frustration and a little bit of a despair late at night, after work, all the meetings. Running in the dark, in the rain - it was so good, cleansing, therapeutic and freeing... perfect for "forgetting about reality" for a short moment.

The streets were empty and beautiful, the air smelled like ripened fall leaves.

Tomorrow is a new day, and I hope it brings some good, hopeful news.