It was not supposed to rain today, but it is.
We went running anyway.
An older man came down his driveway, he grinned and said, "Hey it's raining!", he finished his proclamation with a chuckle.
We chuckled back and said, "It is?!"
I need to run most on days like this one. It keeps the dark, the chill, the heavy energy from sinking through my body and settling into my spirit.
I am running away from things, literally.
Running from depression, from anxiety, from these internal foes that seem committed to pursuing me.
I may be outnumbered, but I have stamina.
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