first day of autumn

the air is fresh and a bit chilly; the acknowledgement of the upcoming fall hangs in the air and makes it feel sharp in your lungs. the puddles on the ground stand as evidence of last night's rain, and in their still surface reflects the sky that is the shade of blue you don't have the words to describe. the sea is somewhat calm, as calm as a sea can ever be, and it looks like some of the sky has fallen in it.

the rock is dry and your feet find their way on it effortlessly; and to think that you are running on the same rock that has been there longer than you can fathom and will continue to be there long after you're gone makes you smile. it feels genuinely good to be outside and running, to feel the energy converting in your cells; and whatever problems there may or may not be, they don't exist now. there is just now, and the sea and the rock and the sunshine and the sky.

as long as you move you are fine; because that's when you know you exist.