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and is his path short on earth?

If legal carrying of weapons "karate 101" will not run, and shot.

- Didn't I tell you? I have my own business. I'm very busy.
- Unable to forget about them.
What?
Forget about them and run.
- Like running from reality?
- Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow and the day after, the pressing problems will never go away. Reality is always ahead. So, instead of running, why not try to escape with reality.
- Running will help me find a job?
- I don't know, but trample on the place you're going through. One day I was so.

- Didn't I tell you? I have my own business. I'm very busy.
- Unable to forget about them.
What?
Forget about them and run.
- Like running from reality?
- Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow and the day after, the pressing problems will never go away. Reality is always ahead. So, instead of running, why not try to escape with reality.
- Running will help me find a job?
- I don't know, but trample on the place you're going through. One day I was so.

The truth.
Sweet and sour kiss,
Run, desire, depth.
So clear and pure,
You smoke by the fire.

I am often asked what I think about while running. Usually this question is asked by people who have never run long distances, and he always plunges me into deep meditation. Really, what I think while running? Honestly, I don't really remember what. And remember not obtained. I can say only one thing: on cold days I don't stop and think about the cold. And hot - no-no and think about the heat. If I'm sad, can reflect on the sadness, and if happily some of the joy.

When you run, you with no one to talk to and no one to listen. The only obligation is to look around at the moving scenery.

The sound of footsteps, breathing, heartbeat evolved into a unique polyphonic rhythm.

... if the long runs we and someone must win, so it is still themselves.

Writing like a marathon.

The long runs are always perfectly combined with my character. I just liked to run.

I run, quite stunned, in my head - not a single coherent thought. But when this incredible run over me, squeezed like a lemon, fills the inside of some desperate sense of freshness.

Simply amazed, not only what people think, while running forty-two kilometers. Such is a cruel sport, this is a marathon: no mantra to the finish line does not make it.

- Hurry, hurry!
- Far, far more?
- Not yet and already!