like running?
i get these random cravings to sprint down the street, as fast as my legs will carry me. i run, with no particular destination, just to feel the wind in my hair, and my heart beating. how funny is that, i have to run for it to beat.
and for just a moment, my mind wanders. as always. it wanders to the places i have locked far far away in the depths of the back of my mind. and in that moment, everything is so still, and silent.
then my breath goes, and i have to stop. i breathe in and out, gasping for air.
i'm out of shape, and smoking really isn't helping my physique.
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