My dreamed intentions came to fruition yesterday morning. As I came home from working in the tumult of night, I thought of running . My legs longed for the freedom of a pace of undetermined destination. My breath short unable to scream or complain. My mind to just wander in the fresh air.
I did not even enter my home, and the brisk of the morning thanked me by caressing my face with its sincerity.
And so I will begin a new path. I do not fathom to where but tides are changing.
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