Running mental dialogue
I was awake at 4 this morning.
Around 5 it got light.
I went for a run at 6 and felt the new sun fresh on my face. The sweat cool, each pore wet and breathing in that untouched air. Do you know what I mean when I say that? Untouched air. It's like the stillness of the night gives it a chance to recover; the world recharges on weeknights.
And when you wake up, and it's already light but terribly early, and you know for sure you're the one person in the whole street awake right now, you hear.
You hear not just birds. Not the wind nor the trees dancing in it. You hear real peace.
I lie in bed and hear my heart beat.
I lie in bed and can hear my dog snoring gently.
I lie in bed and hear the silent sun causing other people to stir in their sleep.
As I ran I thought. I thought about how uncertain a life is. If that makes sense.
I don't know where I'll be next year. I don't know what I'll be doing. I don't know who I'll be friends with. I don't know if I'll have had sex. I don't know if my dog'll be alive. Or if I'll be interstate when he dies. I wonder if I'll get my wisdom teeth removed in January. And what colour and length might my hair be by then?
And as I stretched in the park, the dappled chill light dancing at my feet, and I thought I want to be in love
I feel strong. I feel a little unfit. I feel sad and wise and young and I love that about me today.
And I definitely want to be in love.
Around 5 it got light.
I went for a run at 6 and felt the new sun fresh on my face. The sweat cool, each pore wet and breathing in that untouched air. Do you know what I mean when I say that? Untouched air. It's like the stillness of the night gives it a chance to recover; the world recharges on weeknights.
And when you wake up, and it's already light but terribly early, and you know for sure you're the one person in the whole street awake right now, you hear.
You hear not just birds. Not the wind nor the trees dancing in it. You hear real peace.
I lie in bed and hear my heart beat.
I lie in bed and can hear my dog snoring gently.
I lie in bed and hear the silent sun causing other people to stir in their sleep.
As I ran I thought. I thought about how uncertain a life is. If that makes sense.
I don't know where I'll be next year. I don't know what I'll be doing. I don't know who I'll be friends with. I don't know if I'll have had sex. I don't know if my dog'll be alive. Or if I'll be interstate when he dies. I wonder if I'll get my wisdom teeth removed in January. And what colour and length might my hair be by then?
And as I stretched in the park, the dappled chill light dancing at my feet, and I thought I want to be in love
I feel strong. I feel a little unfit. I feel sad and wise and young and I love that about me today.
And I definitely want to be in love.