midnight awakening

sitting restlessly in front of the books, laptop fan spins and music fills the background. Change of environment needed//

pull on your long underwear, layered with fleece, grab a toque and running shoes and out you go. Feet hit the cement and your lungs are screaming at you by the time you hit the end of the street, but you press on westward, under the fluorescent glow of the streetlights. Houses pass one by one and the occasional car zooms by, leaving you in the dust. Your body adjusts to the negative thirty degree weather and breathing hurts a little less .run run run. The town is quiet – that you can hear the buzzing of the energy generating from the streetlights; a dog barks in the distance. Toy shovels and sleds litter one house’s yard, a little boy or girl’s snow castle glistens. Beer bottles lay encrusted with ice in another, the obvious remnants of the weekend’s partying. The tall bleak walls of the penitentiary tower over you, and the stop light in the distance flashes vividly against the dark of the night.

you run against the wind, turn two corners and it’s just you and the lake. The world is at a standstill with the only noise being the crunch of the ice beneath your feet. The moonlight dances over the frozen lake water, illuminating the snow covered rocks and the footsteps of those who have dared to venture out into the open.

the past day’s crap gets left behind with every step you take, peace fills the longing heart, feelings of worthlessness are replaced with awe and wonder as you look up into the stars. Suddenly you are left breathless, and not because of the energy you just exerted.

he dances over and sings all around. ‘i made it all’

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