one hundred five

It’s all about finding balance, a center. Sometimes i lose mine and i become all unhinged and deranged and, likely, impossible to be around. Anyway, when you’re there, like, really there, the world slips away and what is you and what is not becomes indistinct and blurred, existence and reality is hazed. I can get there while running. My mind shuts off and i’m lost in time, in space, and i don’t even exist, which is a nice feeling.

Connected. One with everything.

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