I go running in the wilderness alone. The trail is hard to follow, and is riddled with sharp stones. I instinctually navigate them and bound through the forest, barefoot and cold. The path ahead of me is obscured by trees, but I dash on, headlong, toward some unseen goal. How long will I run? Where will I end up? Why am I running? In the
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I like just going wherever my mind wants me to wonder off to. It has to be much more awesome to do so in the mountains and hills, I bet!
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