I am so angry all the time.  I am angry at Josh…still.  I am angry at my body.  I am angry at UVA for being so ridiculous about this switching classes situation.  I am angry at the universe for steeling my chances.  But I guess I won’t stop fighting for them.  THen when I get one.  When I get my chance.  I am going to hold on tight until I can’t feel anything but the possibilities stretching out in front of me like tree branches reaching for the sun.  I am going to keep chasing the sun until I am standing in the arena among the other people who passionately love fitness as much as I do.  I am going to keep chasing the sun until I can feel the heat of fulfillment in every part of myself.  Nobody can take my dreams from me.  Nobody.  Not even myself.