140/365 01/08/2026

Here is how everything changes: You find yourself running. You are running and your brain is screaming at you to do stop. You are running and your brain is screaming and you are not stopping. You are running, running. Not away. Toward. You are running toward and running and heart pumping and legs and arms moving like they haven’t in years because life has been so comfortable, so normal. Such a place that running is never necessary. So unnecessary it becomes a burden. A thing scrawled in notebooks only to be willfully forgotten: “Must run tomorrow!” 

But this moment, you run. Amid shrieks and confusion and the small of gunshot and sounds of shattered glass and voices commanding everyone to stay where they are, you do not. You run. And the world forms a small, hot pinpoint of focus: must.