I closed my eyes and envisioned this scene.
2008-01-24 @ 1:05 p.m.
from those first uncertain steps, I venture into the wide world, gaining confidence and strength with each stroke. stretching my arms wide, just moving. my mind is clear, the horizon of my brain an empty, vast void. i close my eyes and take a running leap into the wind. I take no notice of any blades of grass that graze my shins, my hair catches the breeze, and i run. I fly. I spin. I turn. I dance, an unidentifiable genre that just takes me up and it's the most indescribable feeling, suddenly the world falls away, there's no one or thing except me, the earth and the sky, and all of a sudden i feel so free, it just makes me keep jumping, running, leaping, moving, and my chest is pounding but I don't care, all i know is that i just have to keep running, jumping, moving, flying, soaring, spinning, and that i must never ever stop moving or i know that somehow, if i do, i will never ever be able to reach or touch or even come close to the purity of that feeling ever again.