Small stone 6-1-2012

Early morning run. It’s pitch black. With each step I hope the ground remains in front of me. Relief every time my heel finds the tarmac. Running with blind faith. I must run through life like this more often.

1 Comment

  1. Barb

    Very nice analogy. I’ll remember it next time I run “on blind faith.”

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