1st take on narrative

Ring.. ring..ring.. 

I suddenly wake from my dreams to the sounds of my alarm.

All i could think was "this is going to be hell."

I brush my teeth slowly.

I tie my shoes tightly.

I grab i banana very hungry.

I step out into the cold and all my frustrations from the morning seem to disappear. 

Now the road and i become one. 

I wrap my ipod around my ears and take off through my adventure around portland.

Just me and the road.

I pass the pizza joint and i start thinking about how hungry I am. 

my stomach then starts to grawl.

i see the bookstore and  start running a little faster because i know i need to get my books and i have been procrastinating all week long.

I just dont want to spend the little money i have on school, who wants to do that? 

Nike is on my right and i realize that i want to take my book money and go buy clothes.

maybe i should go buy running clothes since mine have formed many holes? I try to justify every possible reason knowing that shopping is the last thing i should be doing. 

What i should/want to be doing is sitting in the hospital with Severin making sure he is OK.

I have not called him in a few days and Im starting to get worried.

he is has been in there for 3 weeks now, lonely, in pain, and probably bored out of his mind. 

I miss him terribly, more and more everyday. 

The city of portland is just not the same without him and his charm.

Maybe i will go see him this weekend? Bring him flowers like i did the other week and make him smile. 

All of a sudden my thoughts and feet stop. 

Im back to the beginning.