I whip my hair back and forth…
An Indian child shook her hair Friday during a heavy downpour as she waited outside her school in Hyderabad, India.
I went for a run this morning and it was raining when I began. By the end it was pouring down in sheets. It was very early and it felt as though I was the only person to exist. I haven’t felt that free in a while. I could move and breathe without the interruption of my repetitive and hurtful thoughts. In those moments, I was truly at peace.
(Source: shelbyyjaynee)