The rhythmic pounding as my feet hit the pavement Air in my chest fresh and crisp Muscles moving in perfect harmony I run I run to quell frustration I run to clear my mind I run to release stress I run for the love of it I run because I can
I've been a chronic insomniac since I was 10 years old. It comes in handy sometimes when there is lots to get done, but when it drags on for weeks and months, it can be brutal. 3 hours a night max for 6 months catches up to you. This is one of my ramblings I had hand-written out during one of those long waking moments while everyone else in my house was dead asleep. I'm tyiping it out now...