Thursday, June 14, 2018

Running on the Backroads.

I want to run.
I want to run as far and for as long as I can.
 Listening to music as it sets the rhythm to my heart.
 My feet pound the blacktop to the bridge in the Texas heat.
I could feel my lungs expanding from this breath of fresh air.
I cannot stop.
I don't want to stop.
The cotton clouds lazy in the sleepy pale-blue sky keep me company.

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