My sneakers as
boats, as I navigate the flooded streets. Rain pelting, piercing shoulder
blades, like electrical currents traveling the whole of my body. My
breath caught up in the shock waves, as my body submits to the punishing.
Torrents of rain filling my sneakers, watching water crashing, as the mapping
of the pavement becomes my idyllic middle ground. Stripped down to flesh,
coated in rain, serenity now. Sprawled on breath, I concentrate on the
surrounding sounds: trickling rain, rhythmic whisper of breath, strains of my sweat
carried on a breeze. Braced for the interruption of the puddles, as my feet
enjoy the reverie.
Solitude of the dirt path I turn onto, profoundly empowering.....
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