Run.

So let us run.

Let us run until our feet can't seem to find the ground anymore. Let us run until we become the wind and with every binding moment, we keep our eyes steady so that we don't become tangled with anything that can hold us down. Let us run as if we cannot settle; like a layer of dust that sits upon every surface of a room that goes untouched for weeks.

Let us run.

Let us run like the planet were on fire and the only thing that could save us was the heavy chest that would accompany our marathon. Let us run for the simple fact that the air hitting our face can take every doubt that we have and throw it right out the window.

Let us run because running sets us free; because every fire inside of us needs to be satisfied.

Because there are uncertainties in this world with which we may not understand.

Because there are people out there who get less than they deserve and there are people who deserve less than they get.

Let us run and jump and skip because everything that we have is everything that we are. Because everything we represent becomes every lesson learned and every wound healed. Because everything less than me becomes everything more than you. Because every inch can be stretched into miles and miles of unbroken journeys.

Let us run.

Simply, let us run.