I run. I seek me as I push up the mountain. I seek me as I rush down the slippery slopes. Coated in mud. Balancing on frozen paths. Listening to the snow underneath sing. I run. I seek me. Inside me. As my lungs burn I feel myself more and more. Getting closer to the core. I see the peak in the distance. Push myself more. My muscles burn. Laboring past the comfkrt zone. Yet I grow stronger. I am above pain. So close now. I run. To live.