Day 3,326 —Still May—

I crossed Laclede and ran on a dirt trail before turning again towards Watson and running on the trail around the seminary. The gate for the trail has been closed most times I have approached it recently but today it is open wide. I always think I am in some sort of fantasy story when I am out on a trail. Andrew who I ran part of the Berryman with told me the same thing. He never listens to music or anything when he runs, but I often listen to audiobooks when I am running, and still, different trails remind me of the stories I was listening to as I ran on them. When I turned to go back up a hill, I saw another runner ahead of me. I wondered if he was attracted to all the different segments.