Restless Waiting
Monday, October 15th, 2007I need to run, need to go somewhere- anywhere- just to be. Just to catch my breath.
I need to stop typing, walk out the door, down the stairs, down the street, into the night. I need to feel the wind on my face, hear it rush past my ears. I need to breath in the vastness of an open-air sky.
I need to keep going. I need to run as far as I can, as long as I can. I need to lose my way. I need to forget how to go home.
…if only I were a runner.
One of my good friends is a runner and when she describes it I want to get up and run too…. only then I do it and I hate it. Guess I’ll stick to shopping!
yeah- i ended up having to run four blocks from the bus stop this morning to get to the train platform in time (i had five minutes) and i still feel winded from it! i made the train though!