Day 3,495—Barreling through the Streets—

 Running in the middle of the street down Watson as fast as I could, in a moment, my feet got away from me, and I had to lean forward to catchup. A car started moving slowly towards me, but I hoped it would get in the other lane, but it didn’t.

         I had been up early working on a report, but I felt good now, even for a moment as I took in the cold air, mesmerized by the night sky as I barreled through the streets.