i run to feel the breath in my lungs, the shallow ones, the laborious ones...every one
i run to feel my feet strike the pavement and my body quickly realign
i run to empty my thoughts...the nagging ones, the resistant ones, the negative ones, the destructive ones
i run to notice....the changing of the light, the leaves on the pavement, the wind in the trees, the snail slowly trying to cross the street (and i run back to set her somewhere safe and shaded on the other side)
i run to hear the neighborhood yarn and stretch with the day
i run to catch a really great tune in my ears, so that all i concentrate on is the magic of the lyrics and the inspiration of the beat
i run to find peace in the moment
i run to return back home to two little pirates who greet me with sleepy smiles and stuffed animals at the door
