surprising myself

If anyone had told me that I would still be at work or have colour in my cheeks or even that I’m still going for a hike (between bathroom trips) or planning some winter camping at this stage of my fight, I would have laughed at them.

I know I’m surprising people at work.

One of my co-workers says it’s my stubborness.

I don’t quite know about that. I think it’s just me, as in  I just don’t know any better.