Day 183 (November 24)

5 miles

What if we let ourselves feel it all? What if we decided that it is strength - not weakness - to let other people’s pain pierce us? What if we stopped our lives and the world for things that are worth stopping for? What if we run in the rain, in the dark singing, while the rest of the world is trying to hide away. What if we raised our hands and asked - can we stay here for a minute? I’m not ready to move onto the "next thing" just yet.

I am so full of runningpainbeautytendernesslongingimaginationgoodbye!