Rediscovering Peace: Running, again

Besides the tall dark and handsome father that walks his son to the bus that stops at the corner of my parents block, at approximately 7:15 AM, clean shaved, standing at 6’3, suit and tie guy, slim figure, checking his phone, wearing is wedding band, yes, I started running again. I said I wanted toContinue reading “Rediscovering Peace: Running, again”