“Tell me about your trail running,” I said. “I’m not really running, man,” he answered, sheepishly, disappointed I’d […]
Author: Emlyn Lewis
March is a real son-of-a-bitch in the city, which makes it an upgrade on February. The ground is […]
Days and days of work do their damnedest to get me where I’m going, draw me thin with […]
My head was a mess, paralytic self-doubt, negative feelings, root level discomfort. I went for a run, and […]
Another old thing I wrote for RKP. I confess, I really like it still. I turned off the […]
This isn’t a feel good piece. Turn back now. There is a simple solution to the problem of […]
Here is the difference. In one place I wake up and see a dense band of trees, snow-branched, […]
Blankening is the process by which hard physical effort erases your psycho-emotional mind. It’s a word I just […]
I lay in bed, the sky brightening beyond the curtain, and listened to rain falling gently but persistently […]
There are times when I have too much in my head, and it comes streaming out through the […]
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