Old Railroad trail, Savannah GA
The view from the balcony is one of the most awesome things about an otherwise not so good apartment.
Savannah is fucking dead at 4am on a Sunday folks. Not that I would rather it be any other way! It was nice to be blasting through puddles between the house and bay street laughing the whole way.
Lights is the perfect running soundtrack.
Anyone who doubts me hates smiling and running so smoothly and so effortlessly they feel like they are flying!!
The ultimate reward for that hard work is to sit here and listen to this city breathe, smiling and on the verge of laughter.