there's something freeing about running as fast as you can through the mud and ice cold creek alone. you feel as if you're untouchable, like everything is ok.
It was Friday afternoon. I️ was depressed and sick of staying in the same place, scrolling through my phone so many times I️ had memorized every post. Getting away from the house, from my family, from reality was no easy task, but eventually, I️ escaped. I️ ran down the hill barefoot...
unfinished
