Runnin runnin

I just want to run and run and run until I become a blur and fade into the air.

Run until I fade away into condensation and get pulled off of the earth and up into a cloud.

Get pushed back down as fast as a bullet, breaking and popping onto the sidewalk.

Dancing along until I run out of momentum and make little swirly tracks as I slow slow slow....

The air billowing raising me to my feet, bringing me back to who I am, all that I need to do.

Standing in the cool air, arms bare, feeling the drops run off my skin.

Is this how it would feel for my whole body to cry?

Deep breaths.

Drops pour into my hair, I feel like a goddess of water.

I'm soaking wet and cold and I feel as though I have lost myself somewhere.

Oh how delicious.

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