I had the urge to run last night
For the first time in... Months? Years? It was my first day doing rideshare work, and I was buzzing with pent up energy from the day. My body is used to moving all day, not sitting, and my brain is used to having leisure time all day, not being in On Customer Service Mode.
So to release that pent up energy, I went for a run. As soon as I saw the full moon peering through the trees, I realized why it was running that I felt I needed to do.
When I was an angsty teen, I would often sneak out of my room at night and just go running. I had a lot of frustration and anger from an unstable home life, and I would just run as hard as I could, pumping all my anger and frustration and energy into my legs, to carry me as fast and as far as they could.
Yesterday, I ran like that. Through an unlit, forested park, with no lights and no people around, I ran. I ran until the leftover energy built up within me from each client throughout the day sloughed off. I ran through tall towering trees, through darkness. Spots of moonlight illuminated the otherwise pitch black path. Only the sound of gravel crunching under my feet, and an instinctual knowledge of the land kept me on the path, even in the darkest areas of the park.
I am in excellent shape from my last job, and my legs carried me faster and farther than I ever thought they could. It was invigorating and empowering. And for a few moments, I swear I felt a presence. An old familiar presence, running alongside. Keeping me on the trail.











