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I take you on an unexpected run—around the outer edges of Munich Airport.
It wasn’t planned. It wasn’t pretty. But somewhere between perimeter fences, vending machines, and the low hum of jet engines, I found something close to peace.
Join me as I jog beside something built for departure, past clumps of frost-bitten grass and blooming dandelions, and into a quiet moment of clarity. This is a story about overlooked spaces, unglamorous in-between times, and the kind of beauty that doesn’t need to be chased—just noticed.
If you’ve ever found stillness in movement, or meaning in a detour, this one’s for you.
By LyssI take you on an unexpected run—around the outer edges of Munich Airport.
It wasn’t planned. It wasn’t pretty. But somewhere between perimeter fences, vending machines, and the low hum of jet engines, I found something close to peace.
Join me as I jog beside something built for departure, past clumps of frost-bitten grass and blooming dandelions, and into a quiet moment of clarity. This is a story about overlooked spaces, unglamorous in-between times, and the kind of beauty that doesn’t need to be chased—just noticed.
If you’ve ever found stillness in movement, or meaning in a detour, this one’s for you.