There’s something exquisite, almost magical about running in
the outdoors, with the wind on your face, with the birds chirping away, with
music in your ears (from an I-pod which is not natural I know, but still!) and
with nothing in front of you, just a path waiting to be trodden on. It reminds
me of days long gone, of better days, of carefree days, days of innocence and wholesomeness
and goodness. Before the villain called ‘reality’ entered into my life. Maybe I
like running because it feels as if I’m running away from the villain, even if
it’s only for a little while.
It almost makes life worth living. Almost.
run....forrest.....runnnnnnnn!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteHi! It's Mareike from Germany. I found this blog and try to get in touch with you. Please contact me at m.augustin@gmx.de
ReplyDeletemareike!!! how are you! i'm not sheila but was same class as you were in
ReplyDeleteIf you are not Sheila, then WHO are you? Are you still in touch with Sheila?
ReplyDeleteSheila, have you read my comment?
It's really quite funny how my blog has brought us all together! Mareike, I will get in touch with you. Anonymous, you have become a follower! I'm so touched!!
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