when I am far away from my body, I like to imagine that I am running in a field. The air is warm and gentle, the grass is tall and soft. The sun is warming the top of my head. And I am running. I have no place to get to, but I run like itβs the destination of a lifetime.
I run because thatβs what I want to do. I run because thatβs where I want to be.
Finding solace with troubling thoughts and feelings