Days Like This I Truly Miss Sayreville

i just came from the park "helping" Karina pass out flyers for her garage sell. actually i didn't even lay a finger on the flyers, in fact as soon as i got there i felt as if i wanted to run the other way. after a few minuites of sitting there staring into the main menu of my phone, i decided thats exactly what i would do. i no longer cared about the fact that i had just got there and it would look strange leaving so soon, i grabbed my brother and i left as fast as i could. if i could have ran i would have, exept my shoes had no backings to them. plus i was already annoyed by the sand in my shoes. as i sat there unable to think of why exactly i had come, or what exactly was i to do with myself, i felt that same feeling i had felt yesterday as i stodd awkwardly "talking" to jesse and yrwin. that same sense of wanting to suddenly run away. that same sense of how my perfect day, had been stolen from me. instead of stying where i know in fact i do not wish to be. i decided to run away. somthing i see ill be doing often. earlier i saw eric. with the addition of me already being overwelmed with emotions b/c of the book i was reading and my own life, i all of a sudden felt myself running ,almost, home. in fact i did "run" home, as i replayed emotions i had had during 6th grade that i had felt as if i was through with. i wouldn't say this was a bad day, for i did help one of my dearest friends with an issue that she had. **good luck*** but i will say it was an off day. i replay how it started. me tosing and turning with an aching leg. it ached so badly i was unsure of what exactly to do. my leg has never ached so bad. the fact that i woke up at 6:something and walked into my moms room seeking adice/help should have been plenty an explanation of what was to come of this day. so i sit here and instead of wanting to stay up for my nightly shows, i strongly just wish to sleep the remainder of this day away. Thanks.