Yesterday I felt slow, my movements when running were slow almost lethargic, and yet I gave it all I got
Isn’t that interesting?
Of course it felt unpleasant, I was running, but also being out there felt soothing.
The gentle spring warmth felt good, the sun shone, there was green grass
And birds
Many birds
And even though like I said, it was slow; like a brisk walk.
But I gave it all I got.
And the fog tallow in my head melted
And the air felt fresh again to breathe
And next time I might be faster
Or not,
It doesn’t really matter