Thursday, February 4, 2010

Goodbye crack of dawn, Goodbye harvester and goodbye hello baby after a long hard day of plowing dirt,

Homer, Alaska
16th of July 2009

I was running by myself to escape the nightmares. To escape everything really. Phone broken, roads empty, ipod full.

My heart pounding, asics slipping on the rocks, I couldn't tell the difference between my sweat and the mist of rain. I spent most of the trip alone. Exploring. Thinking. Shutting out everything from home except for my journal.

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