Just my yearly reminder that putting on my old running playlist and going out to run five miles, but this time, as hard and fast as I possibly can is sure a way to feel something. The blood starts flowing again. It hurts so bad, and I love pushing my body, feeling it pick up speed when I urge it forward. Emotionally, everything that I've been pushing down comes up with a roar in my ears. Sprinting feels like opening up to myself. When I'm finally done, I don't slow into a cool down, I just flop over in the grass of the graveyard, and my crows fall around me like applause.