i’m sprinting through a cold forest while a little woman inside my chest dances on my heart. I’m running as fast as I can because I feel like I might move so quickly that she loses her balance and falls off. it’s morning and i’m barefoot, ill-prepared for the dew-touched vines and recalcitrant branches whipping into my face as i continue to run. i’m not running toward anything i recognize and everything behind me looks unfamiliar, i feel her jumping up and down and up and down and it’s too mu...