The Urge To Run

There was something liberating about big, open spaces. Something she'd always felt drawn to. Whenever she found herself in one she had the urge to dance or to run around and sing and scream.

She recalled the few times her best friend and herself had found these kind of spaces by chance. Either at a party with an empty dance floor or simply on one of their adventures like the time when they came across an abandoned ware house. They would just immediately drop everything in their hands and start dancing the dance routine they always did. The liberated behaviour was only let out in the open spaces when she was with somebody she felt comfortable with. When she was younger she felt comfortable most of the time and never considered what other people thought until one day. One of her friends came up to her after she'd run around in and sung in the gym at school. "You know, you're embarrasing yourself when you do that." She'd never thought about what people thought of her when she did this. Was she supposed to care about these things? Was it important what other people thought? Was it normal to worry about stuff like that? The thoughts started roaming around in her head and it had never been the same again. Insecurity had taken its seat in her mind and she hesitated and stopped following her urge to run in open spaces. Until she met her best friend. It wasn't because her best friend didn't care either about what other people thought, no, it was rather that together they threw away enough of the insecurity away to just let go and have fun. Together they could be care free.