Personal Essay

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Those who run are not justly named human; we are creatures of flight, as the slight bound of toe to churned rubber or pavement or comfortably loose cinder lasts far less than a worldly second. We are primitive, though our instincts may be attuned to more modern signals of the “fight or flight” response: stress, …

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Personal Essay

Why I Write

Finding my “passion” was held heavy upon my back throughout the years of my teen-hood. As I climbed and clambered through new experiences, I was begging my soul to reach out to something—anything—and grab hold of it with no intention of ever letting go. I constantly thought back to the ever-changing dream careers my child …

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