Saturday, June 03, 2006

The Blue Channel


It takes a great soul to smile at the touch of the simple pleasures of life.

When I run, my breathing becomes rhythmic, steady, deliberate. My legs move without any thought, and my mind floats away at a thousand miles an hour.

I wish ... just for one second ...

I could run a little while without distraction. - I could live a little without thinking of the mountains.

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