Feeling strong

Whenever I feel bad, I should just go run to the end of the cemetary and back. It makes me feel strong. I'm not exactly sure why; it's not like I do it that easily. I get tired and get side stickers, even though it's probably not even two miles. But I can push through and do it, which makes me feel strong. For some reason I like it best when I go at night when it's dark, and I don't see any other person.

I look out at the Charles where it runs next to the cemetary, with the lights from the old Industrial-era watch factory reflecting off the water, and I imagine I'm Mrs. Hawking in her stealth suit, running along the rooftops of London. I imagine I'm Diana Aurelia, once a champion of an empire, now in rebellion tearing it down, charging into the battle beside a man as beautiful as a god. It's stupid, but it makes me feel powerful, like I can do things, handle things. It's a shame it's getting colder. I get weird asthmatic symptoms when I breathe too much cold air when I exert myself. (Is that common? Does that happen to everybody? It probably does.) But this helps deal with the depression.