I need a break
I'm running. Running fast. My legs are aching from the effort, I have cramps, but I don't care. I keep on running, I'm not sure where. Anywhere but here. Anywhere will feel better.
I run, and run, and run. Running feels good.
The scenery becomes blurry. I'm running away from something. Or someone. Yes, that makes sense. That must be it.
My arms now try to help my legs. They move at the same rythm. I run faster. I start finding it difficult to breathe. I don´t care. I keep on running.
I need a break.
I know I'll come back. But right now... I need a break.
