Her every step hits the ground one after the other.
As if letting go of each unhappy event occured that day, she runs.
She has found it.
The one thing that can actually give her peace.
Alone in silence, she passed each house, wondering what those people might be doing, if they are happy, or sad, or maybe even content.
The end of the street approaches, her ankles shake, this is the only pain worth it.
A release of all tension through her bones, sweating all stress through tiny drops of eliminated water.
At the corner of the street, she stops, to possibly catch her breath, or perhaps admire the night sky.
A cloud smeared over the sky, as if strokes from a painter, the stars arranged in no particular order, but still indescribably beautiful.
Feeling as if she is watching through windows of the mind, she pauses, takes a deep breath, and realizes how truly amazing this world is.
Forget bills, forget the new car you want next year, forget that you need a new couch, forget.
Remind yourself of what beauty you can expierence by just opening your eyes.
Truly opening them.
She took a seat on a rock, cars passed, but time seemed to stop, tears filled her eyes, overwhelmed by what she had missing all along.
Freedom.
Freedom of the soul, the freedom to let go of all problems, all fears, and just live.
Just feel the air enter you, the blood flow, the heart beat.
If only this moment would last forever, she did not want to get up from there, ever.
For she knew she would return to the life everyone leads, ever stressed to accomplish and make it.
Never to realize how time passes and never to really stop to look at the world around you.
She returns leaving the spot where she had been reborn, a simple corner on the street.
The wind ran through her hair is if desiring to stop her.
Her lips dryed by the physical exhaustion, but her soul kept going.
The night had changed her, and entering the house she felt a feeling of hope she hadnt felt in a long time.
Although lost, she can still hope.
Just hope.
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