I was so caught up with running towards something that I had forgotten how much I love running.
Running towards something means desperately racing against time, filling my head and chest with an increasingly throbbing pain; unlike the joy of running for the love of it which fills my heart with a strong, thumping energy that makes me want to go even faster with every push.
Shamanth,
26th March, 2010
So true. That's why when we do what we love we don't even mind losing, just the satisfaction of being alive for a while is enough.
ReplyDelete@tris - "alive" is just the word :)
ReplyDeletei agree with Atrisa :)
ReplyDeleteah i read u aftr such a long time and u delight me!!..
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