April 19, 2016:

Shadow leading, thin, elbows out, wrists up, steady, rhythm, footfall, breath, heart working, alone in thought, so much endorphin pumping I feel I'm God.

King of all Worlds.

I only feel I'm myself when I run.

April 18, 2016:

Back from running.

God of Endorphin. King of all Worlds.

Thinking of you. Good thoughts.

April 17, 2016:

Weeny bones.

They floated, fell: they faded.

She follows her mother with ungainly steps, a mare leading her fillyfoal.