running.

I always liked this post--



There is an unspoken understanding between runners/walkers.
I went for a run/walk today for the first time in a while, to clear my head. Upon passing several other runners/walkers I realised with a nod or a smile from my fellow man that each one of these people is running for a reason. Whether it be they are running from something, to something, running for understanding, for clarity, for piece of mind or running, just because.
I think I am the type that runs just because. Every once in a while, a person gets to a point where their sense of self becomes blurred for one reason or another and at times like this I believe there is nothing you can do. There is no epiphany like realisation you can force upon yourself and in times like this I run. Just because.
I'm also finally ready to admit that I am a little afraid of butterflies. How I can be afraid of something so free and so beautiful, I do not know. But I am. Maybe I'm afraid of what I believe a butterfly stands for. Or maybe I'm afraid, just because.