fraction

What I love the most about running or doing any activity that physically strains me, is that moment when I feel like i’m running out of breath. That fraction of a second when I gasp for air, and I almost don’t make it. It clears my head. It makes me forget all my worries, it frees me from all that kills me. And like a glimpse of death and surrender, it makes me yearn for life.

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