forrest gump and buddhas.

I snuck out for a run-hung my jacket in a tree and launched. the lightning created a perfect backdrop to my soundtrack. I eventually took my shoes off and started running barefoot. I could feel the dew from grass between my toes-it alleviated the burning from my blisters. my chest was tight and I felt alive for the first time in a while. I walked over to the canopy of greenery, grabbed my jacket, and plopped on the ground. flourescent lights, from a distant stadium, lit the leaves up like christmas lights. I stared up as the mosquitos swarmed my legs. I didn't care. it was nice to get away. too bad that everything's so fucking temporary.