As I continued my steps and focused my breath as I breathed, I noticed that from that rhythm emerged a melody.

And for the life of me, I cannot remember it. It’s as though I have awakened from a dream. It flowed as a wave, to and fro, up and down. And the clouds played that game with the sunshine.

And the wind grew stronger when I sweated harder. I smiled when it did, and I forced my gaze upward. I can still see the trail ahead, but I need not focus on it. Sometimes, I’d rather focus on that wave of feeling free.