cool air surrounds me as i go out on a drive in a BC age car.
im in luck for i cant see my breath but the air has an edge to it and thats what make it perfect.
so as i make my leaps and bounds i gain ground adn momentum, and my first dash is a great one.
but when was the last time
you sat on a park bench and let the world become your tv?
you sat on a swing and feel the rush of the wind as you gained speed and got higher and higher, ya i bet its been awhile.
its almsot liberating to be at a park, alone. it brings a serentiy to you
then the sound of your feet as you land in the sand as you fly off
the walk home brings curious sights, a little boy walking his doeg wiht his sister, holding a gamestop bad, prob for another sibling but maybe for a parent.
sleating rain hits my face as i approach the last straightaway, i wipe my face before my last dash.
key slides in doors, and i hit the inside of the door and bend over, not tired, releived and energized in that mad run away way.
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