Green fields splattered with wildflowers, not a car in sight.
Miles and miles of trail in front of me; green leaves against blue sky; butterflies flitting past me; pure, fresh air clearing my brain of unwanted clutter.
I run and run and lose track of time. I turn my music down low; my steps, my breathing, the wind through the trees; those are the only sounds I hear.
Running is my sanctuary; my own little piece of heaven right here on Earth.
Running is my quiet...
my sunrise...
my being-one-with-nature...
my great escape.
Anyone want to go for a run?
*all photos taken with my phone on various runs
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