I am a runner. That's what I do. That's who I am. Running is all I know, or want, or care about.

I miss school. What’s wrong with me?

As much as thinking this upsets me, I'm starting to see that I need the merry-go-round much more than it needs me, and in the end my choice is to hop back on or get left in the dust.

I don’t think you’re aloud to be homeschooled if you don’t have a home.

A painting is more than the sum of its parts,' he would tell me, and then go on to explain how the cow by itself is just a cow, and the meadow by itself is just grass and flowers, and the sun peeking through the trees is just a beam of light, but put them all together and you've got magic.

...Next time you're faced with a choice, do the right thing. It hurts everyone less in the long run.

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