Each step feels like a conversation between my body and my breath. I’m not running to escape. I’m running to return. Some days, movement is the prayer that brings me home.
Each step feels like a conversation between my body and my breath. I’m not running to escape. I’m running to return. Some days, movement is the prayer that brings me home.
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