Running

I've always hated running. Tell me to do anything, just not to run, because I've always hated how it exhausts me immediately and how my breasts bounce everytime I do so.

But now I've found that running is something that I've been doing for the past couple of weeks. I've been running away from everything -- my friends, the things that I used to do, my responsibilities.. everything. Heck, I even want to run away from here.

I don't know what I'm running from, or if I'm even supposed to be running at all. One thing I do know, is that it gets tiring. I'm sort of tired already of running away from the things that I'm running away from.