My Mind Thinks Differently

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My mind thinks differently.

It always has.

I was on a run last night, watching the sunlight drift through the leaves of the trees and it made me want to cry, I swear. I don’t know what it is, but sometimes life just hits me hard. I have so many thoughts rolling around, so many feelings, that little things like the way the leaves dance in the almost-summer breeze make me feel so small. So blessed.

I’ve always felt things differently.

In that moment I could feel my heart, feel my tired calf muscles, feel my lungs fill with oxygen, then release.

I don’t take in the world in doses; I swallow it whole, gulp it all down.

I get lost in the colors of the leaves, the way the wind feels, cool and fresh against my face, or the way the sun warms not only my body, but my soul.

I experience the world so intensely, so fully.

And even though I feel completely alone in this, I still love seeing everything as beautiful.

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