I feel free.

I feel free. 


I feel free.



I feel free. 


I feel free. 


I feel free. 


I feel free.



and he gave me his sweater to wear if I wanted to and I definitely do want to and


I feel free. 

I feel like I'm coming up for air for the first time in years. I got so use to breathing under there that I forgot what it was like to breath at the surface. And I'm gulping in the air because its clean and makes my heart beat faster. 
I got back and started walking inside and then dropped my bag by my door and took off running down the street laughing and smiling and breathing and letting out strangled yells through the laughter. Once I reached the stop sign I pulled my sweater over my head and swung it around my head and skipped a little and laughed. 
I thought I wanted to run with someone but I really just needed to run alone. 

I am free.