Running saves me.
It's a little life jacket that folds itself into my body.
It waits for me to be anxious and unsettled. It waits for me to be afraid and lacking focus. It waits for me to start wondering What am I missing? Who am I missing?
And I feel it start to inflate slowly. With grace and purpose. With answers and meaning.
It wraps itself around my body and I stop flailing and struggling.
I settle into the run.
Into my life jacket.
Into my life.
And it saves me.