Run

In her mind she runs long journeys on roads without lines. She runs past thoughts, memories, hopes and failures. She just runs, not away, not too, but presently.

But she never puts her shoes on, never makes it to the door and never physically runs. She just stands there, eyes closed, running rings around her potential.

It’s equally exhausting.

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