At first, I was gripped by a sense "HOLY FUCK HOW DO I NOT DIE ON THIS THING," but I got the hang of it. Then it hit me. I zone out sometimes, well, a lot. Especially if I find you boring. I have never zoned out like this though. For a whole two minutes, only myself, the tree so close and so far, and the infinite road between us existed. There was no sound, only raw, forward motion.
I'm going to keep running
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