i went for a run just now. well, sort of. i didn't go into the office or the lab, and i fell asleep around 4, woke up at 5:30, and thought it was tomorrow. i figured i needed the exercise. so i went down at 115th, ran until i started wondering where i was, and stopped to wander back up to riverside drive. i was only at 99th, heh. oh well, gotta start somewhere. it was beautiful, though. the night was incredible, and i saw fireflies along the way. i really think fireflies are amazing. i didn't even see one until the summer after junior year in high school, when i was at johns hopkins. if i have kids, i'm going to live somewhere with tons of fireflies. but i wouldn't let my kids catch them, that seems wrong.

so i sat down at a bench, stared off towards the jersey skyline (it was actually pretty), and let a light rain fall on me. it felt like the world was trying to make me happy. i think i am.

for the longest while, whenever people ask me how i am, i've said, "i'm fine," or "i'm all right." i think i'll start telling people, "i'm good."

after sitting there for a while, i got up and started jogging again, felt lazy after maybe 5 blocks, and strolled back through the park. it was really beautiful. i'm going to try to do this every night.