Friday, January 5, 2024

Geneva Journals- The Long Runs

I walked out of home and got on a road without taking any turns. Crossed bridges, ran up hill, down hill, after half an hour, I ended up at highway, looking at the buzzing cars. Speed confuses me now. Highways are not the best places to run. I remember walking along the highways but, running, couldn't do it. I walked to the near bus stop, got onto the bus that showed up and wished to reach the last stop. Witnessing the dark blue sky, I had no clue where to head and where to stop. I got onto the bus that takes me home and returned home stopping my run in between. 


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