It is late afternoon, early evening,
The sun is setting
The breeze is cool
It is my last jog here
I start out and feel the wonderful wind
She has been good to me these many months
I pick up my pace and follow my route
Through the streets, around the corner and onto the beach
The air is fresh, not dense like usual,
The sea beats beside me and I jog
I get to the end and rather than push further to my usual stop point
I race up the hill, over the grass through the trees
I dart along the top of the hill, with the sun at my back
I feel free, open and alive
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