Houston Half Marathon

Tomorrow is the Houston marathon, and I will be running half of it. A lot of the past year has been hanging on this moment; I'm nervous and excited--happy and sad.
There is much more at hand here--you see.
He's going to be there. I'm going to see him for the first time in a long time. Part of me misses my friend, and the other part doesn't want to see him ever again.

I've made an excellent playlist of last years greatest hits; I have four hours to hear them.

I have four hours to see what my body is capable of.